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Gina's eyes fluttered open as Harley slept on the pillow beside her. It took a minute for things to process as she looked up at the vine leaves above her bed until she realized she still wore her green dress from the night before and a pink hoodie over it.
Pink Hoodie? She thought. Pink Slam Hoodie? Oh.
She shot out of bed looking at herself in the mirror. Apart from her wanting to revisit the night before and make sure that it actually happened.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her stomach grumbling and her cat stretching on her bed.
After taking a quick shower and changing she made her way back downstairs with Jalen's hoodie in hand to throw in the washing machine.
As she walked into the laundry room she stopped at the sight of Callie who grinned looking between the girl and the pink hoodie.
"Good morning." Gina cleared her throat steering past her to grab the detergent.
"Goodmorning Miss. Franklin or should I say, Mrs. Green." The woman teased and Gina's cheeks went red. "I didn't know that was a thing miss lady."
