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Jeff knew something was off nearly the moment he started waking up. He just didn't feel right, but it wasn't really enough to snap him awake. The sun was barely up, and the idea of doing anything but going right back to sleep for a few more hours wasn't too tempting

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It wasn't something Britta intended to make a habit of. Sleeping over seemed a little too relationship-y, and this was emphatically not a relationship so much as a convenient arrangement between friends, one that meant she got laid on a regular basis and didn't have to worry about all the messy emotions. She'd learned from their first time together and the mess that ensued, and enough time had passed that she was pretty sure she could consider that lesson fully squared away, so long as Jeff stayed in the dark about it all. Besides, there was still Sam, too, and she could have them both and not worry about feelings, which meant, for the most part, adopting a hit-it-and-quit-it demeanor with Jeff that worked for her.

Except that sometimes she just fell asleep, and sometimes she lingered, and that was no big deal. It wasn't like she cuddled, she just... stayed. That was fine, that was acceptable

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It was his turn to be indignant. He could be a gigantic asshole and he knew it, but he wasn't that bad. Unless it was a preplanned threesome, which didn't actually count.

"Who do you think you're looking at right now?" he asked, now even more irritated after the accusation. Like he needed even more of a reason to be pissed. Gesturing wildly toward himself - and still not caring he seriously still was half naked - he added, "Look at this! The island's done something to me!"

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Britta stared, wide-eyed, mouth contorting with surprise until she'd managed to wrap her mind around the idea, at which point she burst abruptly into laughter. "You're kidding," she said, though he plainly wasn't (unless this was just someone thinking fast, but 'turned into a girl' wasn't the excuse she would have settled on in this position). "Oh my god, you're a girl. Wow. Wow. Think you might wanna put on a shirt or something?"

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"I shouldn't have to!" he retorted, because seriously, he was not supposed to have boobs. But he relented if only because he didn't want to see them or think about them either, grabbing a shirt that's too big on his new frame. At least it hid them well, even though Jeff knew it was still there. Shooting her a look once he had it on, he added, "I'm glad you think this is so hilarious."