Good morning (Mia)
Put “Good Morning” in my inbox for my muse’s reaction to waking up in bed with yours with no memory of the night before
Stef slowly awoke, blinking sleepily in the sunlight peeking into the room from the window. After a stretch, she put her hand back on the bed, or at least she meant to but instead her hand landed on Mia’s arm instead, and Stef had no idea why she was there.













