Tatum flinched a little, letting out a little squeak as Frankie's icy feet brushed against her own briefly. She had thought her feet were the cold ones until she felt those. "You're fucking freezing," she commented idly, cuddling in just as much closer as she could at that point, as if it would make a different in warming the other girl up. She pulled the blanket over them a little better, her arm resting across her brunette's stomach, her hand idly tracing circles against some skin where her tee had ridden up a bit.
"Better?"
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