The doorbell rang and Amina ignored it, she was too tired to get the door.
She yawned loudly, "Bisi there's someone at the door," she called out to her friend in the bathroom.
"Meenah you know I'm in the bathroom. Am I supposed to come out with sods on my body to answer the door? Get your lazy ass off the sofa and check who's at the door."
"Fine," she grumbled and got up to answer the door. It was mid morning on a Monday, doesn't whoever is at the door have better places to be. It's a work day for goodness sake. She slipped into her bunny eared flip flops and marched to the door, ready to deliver her meanest glower to whoever was on the other side.
She swung the door open and her sour mood dampened.
"Hello, big sister."
She rolled her eyes and folded her arms on her chest. "What are
