Few days later...

"So how did that go for you?" I asked Fiona with a mocking grin. She was relaying a funny story of how she had embarrassed herself in front of her crush in eighth grade.

"No fair, you're supposed to empathize with me." She pouted. I chuckled.

"I can't help it, the story is hilarious." It truly was.

We were seated at the dining table having lunch and chattering away. It was just us in the house, everyone else had gone out for one thing or the other. Fiona did not want me getting lonely without her brother so she decided to keep me company. Little did she...