Who came visiting
Whenever I had a visitor over, I always gravitated towards the right side of my bed which was the side closest to the wall. It was where I felt most comfortable, a habit I had grown fond of over time. But during one particular visit, my friend, who could be quite stubborn, insisted on taking that spot. Despite my clear objections, she persisted and ended up pushing me towards the end of the bed.
I tried to keep my frustrations in check. Our friendship had evolved to a point where we rarely allowed petty disagreements to get the better of us. Still, I found it hard to manage my discomfort in that moment. I shifted uncomfortably, attempting to acclimate to my new position, but it wasn't easy.
Then, out of nowhere, a bit of unexpected drama unfolded, a mystery of its own. My fan, which had been blowing a steady breeze in the room suddenly fell, landing right on my friendโs head. The suddenness of it all startled him and shook him awake from his stubbornness.
Seizing the opportunity, I quickly switched positions, reclaiming my rightful side of the bed.
I tried to keep my frustrations in check. Our friendship had evolved to a point where we rarely allowed petty disagreements to get the better of us. Still, I found it hard to manage my discomfort in that moment. I shifted uncomfortably, attempting to acclimate to my new position, but it wasn't easy.
Then, out of nowhere, a bit of unexpected drama unfolded, a mystery of its own. My fan, which had been blowing a steady breeze in the room suddenly fell, landing right on my friendโs head. The suddenness of it all startled him and shook him awake from his stubbornness.
Seizing the opportunity, I quickly switched positions, reclaiming my rightful side of the bed.