Chloe was sprawled out on the bed like a rag doll, her body a heavy like she’s filled with cement. She was bone tired, each muscle protesting as she shifted slightly under the blankets. A 7 hour day of bullshit customers and fixing old Arcadia cars has her barely hanging on to consciousness. Her tank top clung to her stomach with oil and sweat, the fabric sticking to her skin as she let out a long, slow breath through her nose

She heard the door creak open, but she didn’t even try to lift her head. She was already halfway to sleep, eyes barely open, just enough to feel the warmth of her girlfriend crawling into bed beside her. She can barley open her eyes but she makes herself look over toward her girlfriend. Her beautiful perfect angelic awesome hot girlfriend. She can’t control the big lazy smile on her lips