#blakecalloway

     she’d somehow managed to slip out of bed that morning without making too much noise, hands reaching for the first piece of clothing nearby before she carelessly tossed the fabric over her head. it was warm, reminding her so much of being home as the shirt fell well past her waist  ––  it was almost long enough to be a dress, so she disregarded the idea of putting actual pants on. maybe that was a perk of being shorter than the male asleep in her bed. penny had also managed to make it to the kitchen, starting up a new round of coffee as she tried to wake herself up. it’d only been a few minutes before she heard another voice, one hand lifting to run through her hair before she turned to offer a small smile towards blake.  ❛  this one ? oh, no. it actually belongs to the smokin’ hot dude i let in after you fell asleep last night. he’s got a similar style to you.  ❜  it was a quiet tease, teeth just barely grazing her lower lip as she let out a laugh.  ❛  yeah, it is. it was the closest one to me when i woke up. sorry.  ❜