Chapter 98. | winter fun! i.

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(Jennie's OOTD)

98 ;
J E N N I E

I started to stir awake as the sunlight crept into Santana's and I hotel room. "Good morning beautiful." Santana smiled as I rolled onto my side to face her. "Good morning baby." I smiled at my girlfriend.

"What's on the schedule for today?" She questioned as she tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Let's go skiing and sledding today." I said excitedly. "That sounds good but, let's get breakfast some breakfast first." My girlfriend suggested.

"Should we get ready for the day or, should we go down in our pajamas?" I asked jokingly. "Let's go down in our pajamas." Santana answered and I looked at her crazily.

"Pardon?" I said. "Let's go down in our pajamas. Nobody's going to care." She responded.

"Fine. Only because nobody knows us in Canada." I replied as I climbed out of the bed. I looked into the mirror and my hair was an absolute mess.

I ran my hands through my hair a couple of times before I put it up in a messy bun.

I grabbed my phone, my purse, and room key before I walked over towards the door. "Do you have everything?" My girlfriend questioned as she joined me by the door.

"Yep. We're only going downstairs. Thankfully this hotel has free breakfast and lunch. Saves us money." I replied.

"It sure does." Santa replied as we exited our hotel room. We walked all the way down to the elevator, hand in hand. "What time do the slopes open today?" Santana questioned.

"At ten. So, by the time we finish breakfast and getting ready, the slopes should be open." I answered. "You know, I am an amazing skier." My girlfriend announced and I immediately started laughing.

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