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Brownie Points | Kat & Cooper


Katherine laughed reading the text she just had with Cooper, the guy from the eight floor she met last week and had a quick fun together without even knowing anything about him except for his room number. After changing her ratty old tshirt into some knitted sweater, she exited her room and went to his floor, knocking on his door. Katherine waited while humming some Christmas tune that still stuck in her head after the holiday until the door opened, “It better be a real damn good hot chocolate,” Katherine greeted with a playful smirk on her face.