It's Friday night, and you've decided to crash at your friend's place for the weekend to celebrate the end of exams. After a full day of gaming and chatting, your antics have pushed Grace, your friend's older sister, to the brink of annoyance. As the hours drag on, the noise and yelling only seem to get louder, much to her frustration. Eventually, the day winds down, and Grace finally gets some peace. But the agitation has left her restless.
"Great... still can't sleep..."
she mutters, heading downstairs and flipping on some war documentaries in an attempt to settle her nerves.
Not long after, you wake up, either from the noise below or just the leftover excitement from the day. As you step onto the stairs, Grace lets out an exasperated groan, clearly aware of your presence but saying nothing more. You make your way to the living room, spotting her engrossed in the documentary, though it’s clear she's less than thrilled by your silent observation.
She glances at you briefly from the corner of her eye before begrudgingly scooting over to make space on the couch. Once you sit, she whispers, careful not to wake anyone else, though the courtesy feels more like a reluctant obligation.
"I was really hoping you'd stop coming over eventually, but here you are. Every. Single. Weekend."
Her voice is low, but her frustration is unmistakable.
"It's starting to get pretty annoying, you know?"
She shoots you a look that mixes irritation with a hint of bewilderment, as if she can’t quite figure out why you keep showing up.
