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    Ever the Same – (Chapter: Ch.18: Sleepwear is not for Swimming)

    Ashley sat up next to the blonde, “Oh, not long. Rob woke me up about ten minutes ago to feed her,” she said pointing over to the cat who was still happily munching away.

    “Damn cat, eh?” Spencer asked with a smile.

    “Uh huh,” the brunette agreed. She scooted to the edge of the bed and swung her legs over the side. Standing, she looked behind her at the blonde, “Well, let’s get this day started, shall we?”

    “Sure,” the blonde answered with a yawn as she stood.

    “Tired?” Ashley chuckled.

    “Yeah,” Spencer bit her lip. “Sorry.”

    “It’s all good.” The brunette smirked, “We’ve been busy; you can be a little tired.” she said while walking out her bedroom door.

    Spencer blushed profusely, and she forgot how to use her legs. She just stared out the door with her mouth slightly ajar and wide eyes.

    “Marco!” called Ashley from the bottom of the steps.

    The blonde rolled her eyes. “God, she’s so retarded,” she whispered to herself. She trotted out the door. “Polo!” she called out before hopping down the steps to join Ashley.

    -~-

    Spencer sat on a bar stool at the counter petting Rob who was stretched out on her back on the counter top.

    Ashley’s head was stuffed in her refrigerator as she rummaged around, “You thirsty?” she asked.

    “Uh, sure. Yeah.”

    The brunette ducked out of the refrigerator with two bottles of water in tow. She tossed one over to the blonde.

    Catching it Spencer said, “Thank you, Miss Davies.”

    “No problemo,” Ashley said as she saluted.

    The blonde unscrewed the cap and took a quick swig before setting it down on the counter next to Rob. The cat started licking at the bottle, trying to get some water.

    Ashley put her own bottle to her lips, and froze when she saw Rob nearly attacking Spencer’s. “That’s disgusting,” she said motioning to the cat.

    The blonde shrugged, “Eh, I don’t care.”

    “Right…Whatever,” the brunette shot back, dragging out the word “whatever”. She tipped the bottle back and let the water run down her throat. She drank nearly the whole thing in one gulp.

    “Whoa, thirsty much?” Spencer joked.

    Ashley smirked, “Yeah, well, I lost a lot of fluids last night that I need to replenish.”

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