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It had become something of a tradition for them. Whenever their room came with one more bed than necessary, Beau and Jester took time to push both of theirs together. As usual, the floor briefly groaned under the beds’ shifting weights.
Jester flopped onto the mattresses, spread out like a starfish. She grinned so widely at Beau her eyes were nearly closed. Beau paused before turning out the light, eyes lingering on Jester’s face. Times like these, she wished she could see in the dark.
Beau shivered as she crawled into bed; the sheets were unbelievably cold. In no time at all, Jester wrapped an arm and a leg around her. They both sank fully into the touch. Beau slowly rubbed her thumb across Jester’s leg as it settled across her waist. The warmth spreading across Beau’s back helped her fend off the shivers.
All the thoughts that spent the day circling her mind finally quieted down. Her breathing slowed, muscles relaxed. As she closed her eyes, the image of Jester’s grin appeared behind her eyelids. A lazy smile of her own cropped up before she drifted off to sleep.