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dear harley quinn,
i tried moving on. i'm sorry.
love your flynn rider
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lee awoke to a beauty dancing in his room. he had a nasty headache, but looking at marley shake her hips and stick out her tongue as she listened to some random song lee didn't know the name of was sort of medicinal.
she was cleaning up a few things in his room for her and lee was sure it was her ocd that was nagging her. she was dressed in one of lee's shirts which reached just below her bottom. her hair was in light curls from the night before and her makeup was slightly smudged from the night before.
"mars," lee groaned, sitting up and holding his head.
marley jumped before walking to his bedside, "what bubba?"
"my head hurts."
marley laughed as he pouted his lips. she brushed his hair away from his eyes and kissed his forehead before pecking his lips. when she pulled away lee groaned again and she giggled. she handed him two advil's and a glass of water.
he gulped down the glass of water before patting the bed next to him. she slipped under the covers and cuddled into his side.
lee buried his nose in her neck. "can we stay here all day?"
"i wish," marley said. "i have a volleyball game today."
lee was conflicted. it was upsetting because he would much rather be in bed with her, but at the same time he was going to see her in her volleyball uniform again. he hid his smile in her shoulder.
"what time?" he asked.
marleys pretty pink lips parted to respond to him but she was interrupted by elle barreling through the doorway. she looked embarrassed and in pain and she was dressed in noah's clothes. lee and marley decided to ignore it for the time being. elle's eyes scanned the room frantically.
"woah," she screamed, her eyes wide as she looked at the two in bed.
marley waved as lee shushed her, clutching his head in pain.
"since when did this happen?" elle asked as she eagerly say down in lee's desk chair.
"earlier this week," lee shrugged, his voice muffled by the pillow he held over his face.
"wow," elle whispered.
marley looked up from her nails and quickly glanced over at elle. she was scared that elle would be angry at the two. it was understandable because they have always been the same group the same marley, lee, and elle and now things were changing and that was a big deal.
"what?" marley asked worry dripping from her tone.
"oh no," elle said in realization. "i'm not mad at you guys. if anything i'm kind of happy. at least i don't have to suffer through pent up sexual tension."
