“Hey Chells, have you seen Ali - woah.” Chellsie pulled away as a familiar voice interrupted them. Shayla was standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a skimpy bathing suit and a kid-in-a-candy-shop expression.
“Hey Shay,” Chellsie greeted the younger girl casually, as she pulled off her own shirt, “what’s up?”
“Um… wow. I, uh, was going to go
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