“Wakey, wakey Kathryn.”
“Kaya?”
“Yes?”
“Do you realize what time it is?” Kat sits up in bed, stares at her clock. “It is Sunday morning, and you are waking me from my beauty sleep at 8:30 in the fucking morning. Are you on crack?”
“Just get on some clothes. I’ve seen you naked once, I don’t need to see it again.” Kat swears she heard Kaya say
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