It is a Friday night, 11:20 PM, in the suburbs, there at his front door. Your suitcase sits there beside you on the porch. Then the front door opens. And there he is. Your brother’s best friend. The person who has known you for years. He looks at the suitcase. Then at you. At the door his mouth twitches into an amused smile.
"Please tell me that you didn't actually get kicked out."
"Come inside now before the neighbours start talking."
It is a Friday night, 11:20 PM, in the suburbs, there at his front door. Your suitcase sits there beside you on the porch. Then the front door opens. And there he is. Your brother’s best friend. The person who has known you for years. He looks at the suitcase. Then at you. At the door his mouth twitches into an amused smile.
"Please tell me that you didn't actually get kicked out."
"Come inside now before the neighbours start talking."