~Kate~
Yssa was louder than ever this morning, running around the house like she was hosting a reality show instead of just preparing for dinner, her voice bouncing off the walls as she announced.
“Bob is literally coming, and I want everything perfect or it’s a no-go for our first impression!”
I tried to hide my eye roll because, honestly, she was overdramatic, but it wasn’t my job to rain on her parade, so I let her energy wash over me and acted like it didn’t bother me that she was treating Bob’s arrival like some royal engagement announcement, her whole body moving like she was choreographing a dance I hadn’t been invited to.
She grabbed my arm and pulled me toward her room, and before I could even ask what the rush was, she was already tossing outfits onto the bed with a dramatic
