"Steph, kick the ball!" Parisa was too loud. Miss Door wanted to stay indoors to make her notes before Arsalan returned. But no, Parisa insisted on badgering her with activities, tours, and things that ate out her energy. At least they distracted her from the sleepless nights and thinking of her roommate.
Volleyball on a hot day, Parisas's latest interest.
"I'm beat, won't play no more," the foreigner said.
Parisa, "Oh come on, we're almost winning!"
"Suri, let's go... Parisa, I'll see you later," Stephanie gave up.
"Tch," Parisa was not happy about it. "Alright fine, I'll come to you in the evening."
Surely, in the evening she was there after nine, with a bottle of whiskey disguised as red wine. Sarah was dismissed but Suri stayed to keep Steph from overdoing things. Unlike the o
