It was the early morning after a fairly late night, and yet Karla felt wonderful. She couldn't pinpoint exactly why she felt so great, she just did. It was like the air was fresher, the weak winter sun warmer, or--
--Or her roommate hotter.Karla stopped in the doorway of their room, toiletry basket hanging from limp fingers. She'd always thought
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"Morning, Karla," Gabrielle said with a yawn and a sleepy smile. "Freshly showered seems to look good on you."
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Gabrielle's dulcet, bell-like tones (though not like that damn song forever on repeat yesterday) started her enough so that she stopped gawking in the doorway and actually came in. "Morning, Gabrielle," she said, blushing wildly at the compliment. "Just waking up looks good on you. I'm having trouble thinking of something that wouldn't, though."
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Why, yes. Yes, it was. It might almost even have looked as if it was in soft-focus slo-mo. DON'T ASK HOW.
"But I'm sure some company would . . . stimulate my thought process more, this early in the morning."
What? You were expecting non-blatant innuendo?
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"I've been told I am quite good at stimulating one's...thought-process," Karla liedsaid, happily taking advantage of Gabrielle's invitation. Funny, for all the room in Gabrielle's bed, Karla ended up sitting very close to the other girl. Very, very close. Almost-in-her-lap close. "But...you're going to have to think pretty hard...and slow...and intense... about ways to make you less gorgeous, though. I don't actually believe it exists."
YUP! TOTALLY TALKING ABOUT THINKING, I SWEAR!
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