When Suri arrived, she brought along a gigantic box of clothes, as if it were not just a sleepover but a year-long vacation. She wandered around the room, taking charge of her nighttime skincare routine, barely sparing a glance in my direction. She changed into her pajamas and casually tossed a pillow at me.
"You'll be sleeping on the floor," she declared.
Quinn didn't intervene; in fact, she smirked at me, clearly enjoying Suri's dismissive attitude toward me.
Annoyed, I rolled my eyes and arranged the blanket.
Huffing, I lay back, trying to make myself comfortable on the carpet while the two girls luxuriated in the bed's softness.
When the lights were finally turned off and silence filled the room, Suri began speaking.
"So, what's it like... you know?"
"What?" I asked, my curiosit
