SOLANA
Sunday Morning
I wake up slowly, my ring heavy on my finger, Ama's arm wrapped around my stomach, anchoring me to her. Training had been called off this morning, Anthony and Ama thinking it unfair to make people train three hours after the party finished. I stretch languidly, as Ama wraps herself tighter around me. "Ama," I say, shaking her slightly. She groans before cuddling me tighter. "Ama wake up! We have a long day." Ama groans louder, rolling onto her other side. I escape when I have the chance, padding over to the bathroom for a shower. I crank it up full blast, the temperature on the highest setting. The water pelts down my body as I shampoo and lather my hair, washing all the hairspray out of it from last night.
By the time I'm out of the shower, Ama is finally rolling
