She liked Science. He loved sports.
He didn't like the rain or the smell of it. She did.
She didn't like rock music. He could sing every unknown song of rock.
He played basketball. She liked to watch him playing it.
She cooked a lot. He liked all...
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~November 9th, 1983~
It was the morning after at the Harrington house when Jessica groggily woke up, her head lying on Steve's chest. She lifts up the cover with her left hand and peers underneath. The two were still naked from last night's activity, which played through Jessica's mind as her cheeks suddenly turns red.
She lowers the cover down and looks back over at Steve who was still fast asleep, light snores escaping through his lips. She lets out a small giggle before leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. As she pulls away, she smiles as she watches Steve softly smile in his sleep.
Sitting up, Jessica slips out from under the covers and grabs her underwear, sliding it up her long legs before grabbing her jeans. She quickly slips that on and stands up from Steve's bed. She searches the room for her white lacy bra which Steve loved so much and finds it underneath her red shirt.
She clasps her bra and picks up her shirt but drops it when she spots Steve's grey sweatshirt, lying on the floor. Looking back at Steve, she figured he wouldn't mind if she borrowed one of his sweatshirt since she couldn't find her jean jacket from last night.
Grabbing the sweatshirt and feeling the soft material in between her fingers, she sits back down on the bed, slipping it over her head, pulling the sweatshirt down before glancing back over at Steve who was still asleep but now lying on his stomach.
