"It was my mother" I lied, feeling a sting of guilt for deceiving her again. "She needs me to do some things at home tonight. It seems there was a problem with the pipes and she wants me to help her move some furniture."
"Are you going to sleep there?" Naomi asked with a pout, resting her chin on her hand.
"Yes, I’ll probably stay" I nodded, taking my bag and stuffing in the essentials. "I don't want her to be alone with that mess."
"Does that mean I’ll have to walk to the faculty tomorrow?" Naomi complained with a dramatic tone.
I laughed mockingly, pulling the keys to the green car from my pocket and tossing them to her. She caught them in the air with shining eyes.
"Take the car" I told her, winking. "Use it tomorrow to go to the faculty. But swear to me you won't make a single scr
