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 okay. Reading about sponges?"

Marcy laughed.

"Not this time. I was searching for information about triple-barreled surnames, though."

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Marcy has a problem with choosing surnames. Anne and Sasha help.