“I’m home!” announced Emma.
“f**k!” I spat. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I rushed to dress up and tidy things up.
I threw the closet door open, grabbed the first thing I found and put it on as quickly as I could. I wanted to clear the mess I’d left in the bathroom before Emma could give me any s**t about it.
There was an urgent knock on my door, followed by Emma’s voice calling, “Luna? Are you home?”
I opened my door, already resigned to what would follow.
“Hey Emma.”
“Are those your clothes on the bathroom floor? We’ve talked about this many times. We all share the same bathroom, Luna, I don’t think it’s too much to ask to keep it tidy for everyone’s sake, is it?”
“I was just about to go and...”
“And not only are your clothes littering a common space, but you left a giant puddle
