Room 223, Saturday Morning

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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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Kennedy was dimly aware of being awake, but she wasn't willing to open her eyes just yet. With a soft mumble that was sort of meant to be a good morning, she rolled over to throw an arm over Tara and snuggle into her.

"Why're we even awake yet?"