Who else knows?
Gen' continues to debate of unpacking, keep packing, or leave the suitcase as is and put it under her bed.
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Gen's door is ajar as she keeps her back to it. Lost in her own debate of what to do.
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"So how was he?" Savannah asks with a smirk, startling Gen'.
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Gen' had picked up her suitcase, when she hears Savannah's voice. She drops her suitcase on the floor.
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"I didn't think you were the lace type." Savannah smirks.
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Gen's body stiffens.
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"You're glowing by the way." Savannah giggles.
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Gen' turns around to face Savannah, her eyes widen when she looks at Savannah's hand, and she rushes to shut her door.
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"I'm guessing it was Clint." Savannah giggles.
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Gen' snatches her panties from Savannah's hand.
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"Did you tell anyone?" Gen' asks, slightly panicked.
"No." Savannah scoffs.
"Does anyone else know?" Gen' asks, throwing her torn panties away.
"Jarvis is strangely enough keeping your dirty secret." Savannah shrugs.
"Oh my God." Gen' whispers.
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"Did you guys finally work out your differences?" Savannah asks crossing her arms.
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Gen' glares at Savannah.
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"Did you guys open a can of worms?" Savannah asks, eyeing Gen'.
"It's a possibility." Gen' states, putting up her agent demeanor.
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"Are you sore?" Savannah asks, fighting a smile.
"Nothing I can't handle." Gen' shrugs.
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"Did he leave any marks?" Savannah asks, raising her eyebrows.
"I haven't checked." Gen' shrugs again.
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"How was he?" Savannah asks, with a girlish smile.
"It was rough, to the point, and satisfying." Gen' says in a bored tone.
"Cut the bullshit Genevieve." Savannah scoffs.
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Gen' glares at Savannah for using her full name.
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Savannah smiles.
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"I'm used to having a sore body, just not in the way I'm feeling now." Gen' sighs, looking away from Savannah.
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Savannah raises her eyebrows.
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"My hips are bruised from his hands." Gen' smiles slightly. "I'm sure my thighs are sore, and I might have rug burn."
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Savannah bites her lip as she giggles.
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"Yes it was Clint, and he was better than I expected." Gen' turns away from Savannah with a smile.
"I knew it!" Savannah squeals.
"Savannah!" Gen' scolds. "Sh!"
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Savannah laughs as she walks over to Gen's bed.
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Gen' crosses her arms as she faces Savannah.
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"It's about time you guys fucked!" Savannah giggles, sitting on Gen's bed. "Wait you guys didn't-?"
"No. It was only one time, in the elevator!" Gen' states.
"Okay cool." Savannah nods, relaxing on Gen's bed.
"It's not happening again, and it isn't a regular thing." Gen' rolls her eyes.
"Gen' are you kidding? I could sense the tension when I met you both. This is going to be thing... I mean it needs to be a thing." Savannah states.
"No it doesn't and no it won't!" Gen' says annoyed.
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"How badly do you want him?" Savannah smirks.
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Gen' sighs rolling her eyes.
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"Mhm... It's a thing." Savannah giggles.
"No it isn't!" Gen' snaps.
"Yes it is." Savannah nods.
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Gen' growls annoyed and she storms out of her room.
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Savannah laughs to herself.
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Gen' starts walking down the hall, and then she finds herself outside of Clint's open bedroom door.
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Clint takes his shirt off and he looks down at his shoulder.
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Gen' knows better, and again she ignores her training. By stepping into Clint's room and she closes the door behind herself.