The sound of a phone ringing woke Salma up from her slumber. She groaned as she rolled over in bed, fumbling for the phone on her bedside drawer.
"Hello?" she answered, sitting up against the headrest.
"Don't tell me you're still sleeping." Nabilah's voice came over the phone. Salma rolled her eyes, stretching lazily. "I'm not. If I was, would I be talking to you right now?"
"Well said." she laughed. "Ya baccin (How was the sleep)?"
"Best I've ever had." Salma replied. "What's up?"
"Can't I just call my best friend and have a normal conversation with her?"
"Of course you can. But with you, it's always something."
"I hate you."
"I love you too."
"Anyway, I wanted to check up on you. After what happened yesterday, I thought maybe you'd want to talk about it." Nabilah said quietly.
