>>18892574Carmody wakes up in the morning, her face nestled in Sola's shoulder, their shared armth trapped between their bodies, and the faint, pleasant smell of Sola's clothes filling her senses. She wants to squeeze in closer, trap the warmth between them, sleep for ten more minutes, or thirty, or sixty..... wait.
She's not at her apartment.
She's in Sola's room in the Dojo. Where they train.
Carmody gets up and gathers her ring gear from her bag. She hasn't had a chance to clean it since wrestling Holly Hope-Again, but it's surely not TOO stinky. And in any case, she won't be. She stops in the doorway, takes another glance at Sola, sleeping peacefully. There's a contented smile on her soft pink lips. Carmody takes a deep breath and blinks, then heads out to the showers.
