AHYAN
My arms hurt. I have about ten shopping bags in either hand(Okay, so, I MIGHT be exaggerating a little). Nur happily slurps the last sip of her hot chocolate and laughs at something Alara says. I’m so bored, it’s not even funny.
“How much longer?” I’m not too far from whining.
“Aabe, it’s just been five minutes!” Alara says and Nur mumbles in agreement.
“Five minutes?” I shout in disbelief and everyone turns to look at me. Ignoring them, I continue. “We’ve been here for hours! Stopalready.”
“Ahyan,” Nur steps forward, putting a warm hand on my forearm. “Do you have no patience?”
“It’s all worn out,” I make a ‘poof’ sound in the air. “Gone.”
Nur’s forehead creases. “I’m making an important decision, okay? Let me take my time.”
“Important decision,” I echo.
Nur grabs my arm an
