After the afternoon classes ended, Naomi practically dragged me off campus.
"Let’s go to the mall!" she announced, grabbing my arm roughly. "Please, Maren. I need to get out of this academic environment or I’m going to start howling in the middle of the hallway."
I wasn't in the mood for anything other than locking myself in my room, but she insisted with such a persistent pout that I ended up giving in.
We took a taxi, and twenty minutes later, we were in the city’s huge shopping mall.
However, as we walked through the gleaming corridors, I noticed Naomi was acting erratically. She was too happy, even for her, humming songs and stopping in front of every lingerie shop window.
"What is with you today?" I asked her, stopping in front of a shoe store. "You are unbearably happy."
Naomi
