Room 223, Saturday Morning

[life_inshadow]

After her amazing time at the dance the night before, Tara wanted nothing more than to sleep in, possibly for a decade or so.

Her body disagreed though, so it was still fairly early when she woke up and silently snagged a book from the floor next to her bed. She could read and wait for Kennedy; staying in bed gave her an excuse to keep grinning doofily at her girlfriend.

If she was waiting for anything beyond Kennedy waking up so they could maybe go get breakfast, she didn't know it yet.

[OOC: For ... three, please.]

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"If I have to do it, you have to do it," Kennedy said sternly, handing Tara a clean pair of jeans and a shirt (she'd taken the liberty of picking out one of her favorites) before hurriedly getting dressed herself. "Also? Definitely bacon, if your mom says yes."

...and she would sit there and look hopefully at Tara just as much as Miraya would.

[life_inshadow]

Tara laughed. "I surrender," she said, wandering over to the mirror tun run a comb through her hair and twist it up. "I'll make some bacon, too."