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Aspen
This is a dumb idea.
Agreed.
I sat on the sofa wearing my fluffy llama pajama pants and a tank top, waiting for Stef to stop whatever she was doing in the bathroom and finally come out here.
“Good morning.” I smiled at her as she emerged from her room in a bathing suit and sheer knit dress hanging over it. It seemed a little early to go swimming, but that was one of the reasons I was doing this. I needed advice.
“What’s wrong?” She eyed me skeptically.
“Why would anything be wrong?”
“You’re still in pajamas. Those look ridiculous by the way,” she huffed, grabbing a tote from behind her door. “And you’re smiling at me.”
“They’re comfy.” I chose to ignore the insult to my llama pants. “So, you’re going to the pool?”
“What was your first clue?” She crossed her arms over her
