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A light fabric hit her face, jolting her awake. It seemed as if waking her up at ungodly hours was what Callum and Bonnie had in common.

Alice rolled onto her side, instantly regretting not picking the bed over the couch. At least she could get privacy. Bonnie was on the floor, rummaging through her suitcase. A few of Alice’s clothes were strung out in front of her.

“Bonnie?” She sat up.

“Good, finally. I don't remember you being this hard to wake up, take this.” She handed her a pair of white washed jeans, then pointed to the blouse that was still on her, “those two will look together.”

“What are you doing?”

“Seriously, has it been that long? Get your ass dressed because we are going out!” Bonnie screamed and if they weren’t in a safe house prepping for a mission, Alice would’ve thought she was one of those exuberant Uni girls they always despised. “On second thoughts, this one looks better.” Bonnie threw another blouse in her direction.

“Are you insane?” She swatted the red lace from