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Hen slipped inside the sheets with a sigh.
She felt soreness in places she was not used to. Who knew that dancing and firefighting, even with the mandatory training, did not called for the same muscles? Tomorrow will be painful. For now, she was trying to subdue the little fuckers by calling them by there true names, reviewing her anatomical plates at the same time.
At least, the atypical sleep schedule was not a problem. Karen, on the other hand, would have a few grumpy and over-cafeinated mornings coming, one eye open then the other, to prevent too much light entering in one go.
On that thought, her wife joined her in the bed, just showered and dressed in her nice cotton pajamas. Her mischievous smile was contagious and she was still visibly glowing from their night of adventures.
Five o’clock in the morning was a perfect time to fall in love all over again.