Idina rapped on the door, squinting at the peephole with sleepy eyes. She yawned loudly, grasping her coffee tightly in hand. “Kristin…..” she whined through the door, before knocking again.
The door swung open and Kristin answered, grinning. “Good morning!”
Idina stared down at the blonde in disbelief. “
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