Erica's POV
I rap lightly on Ashley's bedroom door. She answers her door in nothing but a black, lacy bra and a matching pair of panties. Her blonde curls are sticking up in every direction as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes.
"What," she yawns.
I throw my hand over my eyes and let out a frustrated groan. "Couldn't you have at least put on some clothes before opening the door?"
"What?" She squints at me in confusion. "Is it my day to have my room cleaned?"
"b***h!" I screech but Ashley just bursts out laughing.
"You know I don't expect you to clean my room but I do expect you to let me sleep past noon." She flops face down back on her bed.
"I have some important news," I hiss at her.
"Let me guess," Ashley yawns into her hand once again. "You met Pr
