"Either we're going to need to make sure we don't roll the blanket around, or we're going to need to point the open edge away from the wind," Cassie said wryly. "Which should probably be my side, unless we both want to be coughing up hairballs tomorrow." Though there was a lip around the edge of the roof, that might cut the wind down to a dull roar.
She gave up on holding her hair back so that she could use both hands to work on the blanket, keeping her mouth closed so her hair couldn't fly in again. It retaliated by attempting to completely obscure her vision. Between the wind and (hopefully) the sex, it was going to be a complete rats' nest tomorrow.
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She gave up on holding her hair back so that she could use both hands to work on the blanket, keeping her mouth closed so her hair couldn't fly in again. It retaliated by attempting to completely obscure her vision. Between the wind and (hopefully) the sex, it was going to be a complete rats' nest tomorrow.
...Eh, worth it.