Gail x Holly prompts; Gail hates exercise.
"Holly why do you insist on exercising so early in the morning?" Gail asked, burying herself further into her pillow.
"Because it's good for you, Gail." Holly moves into the bathroom, turning on the tap for a moment. She quickly washes her face before sitting back on the bed to put on her running shoes. "I don't understand how you manage to work such a physical job when you never exercise."
Gail groans. Holly always likes to make fun of her ability to eat whatever she wants and keep a killer body. She was blessed.
"I work out," Gail huffs out as she flops unceremoniously onto her back, not bothering to pull the sheets up. Holly smirks at her girlfriend. She's still not use to the abruptness personality that comes out to play every now and again.
"When? I have never seen you in gym clothes let alone on a treadmill." Holly smirks and continues to lace her shoes, subtly stealing glances at Gail.
"I worked out about 20 minutes ago." Holly gulps and Gail laughs quietly behind her, reaching out to run a hand over her leg.
"Not what I meant, Gail…" She replies, her cheeks flushed and lips pursed.
"But I had a work out partner and everything,"Gail says matter-of-factly. "I'm legit."
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Holly kisses her quickly and gets up. "Go back to bed, Officer. I'll be back soon for another work out session."
Gail watches her girlfriend walk out the door. "Damn."