Where is she? She said four o’clock. Late as always…
Noelle slipped away from her seat for a fifteen minute break, and was waiting for the video call she had set up earlier that morning.
Finally!
The sound of the incoming call was quite relieving.
“Bonsoir, cousine!” the curly blond girl said on the screen. She was sitting on a comfy bed.
"C'est 'bonjour' encore pour moi,” Noelle complained.
“Oh! Sorry! I got carried away! I was trying to decide what to wear. We have a party to go to. Do you remember that Theta club downtown? I dragged you there when you came back during Easter!”
Lucille, her lovely cousin, was always surrounded by friends and always had plans prepared.
“Still celebrating your baccalauréat every single day? Wait for your university classes to begin.”
“Well… I di
