They woke up in the morning.

As the sun rose, so did both Jinny and Isabelle. The first was the tall girl, who slipped out of her silken pajamas to start getting dressed. Jinny, who was wearing a borrowed two-piece set of pajamas, remained snug under the blanket, but slowly peaked her eyes out the top. She saw a slender, beautiful woman pulling up a pair of black panties to snap around her rear. She wrapped the straps of a matching bra around her smooth, bare back and snapped them together. Her eyes couldn't look away as Belle moved her fingers to readjust her undergarments, but then she turned around. Jinny quickly moved the blanket back over her head.

"Jinny," Belle said as she rolled her eyes. "We're dating. You don't have to hide like a little girl. You're allowed to look."

Her eyes shifted back out from cover. "I know that."

Belle put on a pair of thin, tight black pants, a white shirt, and a coat that was black as well. As she assembled her wardrobe, she continued to speak. "So I just need to run an errand this morning. You can stay here if you'd like. I'll only be gone for like, half an hour at the most. Is that all right?"

"Oh. Of course."

"Maybe you'll be dressed by then."

"Hey!"

"I'm just teasing. All right. I'll be back in a bit. Love you, Jin."

"I love you too."

She then made her way out through the front door, leaving Jinny alone with her thoughts in the bedroom. Like Belle said, she should probably get out of bed and dress herself as to not seem like a slob. She pulled herself up, and walked out to the dining room to grab a cup of water. She took a drink and started to think of what to do while she waited for the girl's return. So she decided to climb up the ladder to the attic, albeit with some difficulty while holding a cup filled with water, because she was curious how the view was in the morning.

Jinny then opened the door that led to the strange, small balcony which overlooked the alley where they sparred the other day. In the distance, the sun was low in the sky, and it was basking the city in a warm glow.

As she stood there in her pajamas, she finished the drink and placed the cup on the railing. She shivered. Though she was used to loose clothes, for some reason it was different wearing pajamas outside. Not to mention that she normally wore some sort of underwear, which wasn't the case now. Then she looked down, and saw the exact spot where the boy caught her topless. The memory made her tense up.

I don't see anybody now, but there's so many corners and buildings that I couldn't spot everything from here, she thought to herself as she eyed over the view. This is still a part of Belle's house. Maybe it would be okay to do this. I'm probably alone anyway.

With trembling hands, she undid the top button of the pajamas she wore. Then the next. Soon, the top was unfastened all the way down, though still closed together. She felt the breeze inside the legs of her bottoms, and against the skin beneath her top. With hesitation, she started pulling open the top entirely--bare breasts now greeting the morning sun, as well as anyone else lucky enough to be looking.

Her nostrils flared opened and closed as her breathing became heavy. Her chest moved up and down. In panic, her eyes couldn't stop scanning the surroundings, as if someone was going to pop up and catch her. Someone could have been looking without her knowing, but that was what made it thrilling.