Twenty three

"What the hell are you worrying about?" Gracie asked and tapped Dawn making her jump in shock. Exhaling she turned to face her. It was a miracle that she didn't drop the mug she held.

"Nothing Gracie" she sighed, then proceeded to clean the mug.

"You're not fooling me you know. I mean you look like you had a bomb ass night and yet, here you are looking all gloomy and shit and why are you so pale" she observed and Dawn's eyes widened.

"I guess maybe I got the flu or something. And how do you know I had a bomb ass night?"

"Cause you have this super glow around you, also, you didn't bother to hide that sexy-looking hickey on the side of your neck," she said clicking her tongue and wearing a lazy grin.

Dawn blushed, her hands going up in reflex to cover it before she thought better. "Nothing happened last night"