It's just the first night, Gogo reminded herself. You don't have to do this so fast.
That had to be the first time that she had ever told herself that.
The gift, wrapped in blue and white paper, was growing heavier in her hands as time passed.
Reaching forward, she placed it in front of Honey's door before sprinting away.
It wasn't until the next night that she got a reply, a hug so tight that Gogo was sure she turned as blue as her Magen David covered sweater.
The kiss afterward felt too good for a second night gift.