Surnames
"Marcy." Anne whispered, cuddling to her side. Frog, it was 2 AM. "Marcy, I love you, but what are you doing?" Marcy looked at her. Laptop's screen was reflecting in her glasses. "Oh sorry, Anne." She rubbed Anne's hair. "Did I wake you up?" "As you can see." Anne smiled as she felt Marcy's hand in her hair. "But it's...