"This girl really likes daydreaming. I just can't with her….," Rosie said in a whisper tone. She was exasperated.
Rosie darted her eyes to Yanna, who kept staring at blank space.
"What do I do with this girl? We really have less time now, before the break time is off. She won't share the full story now but will disturb me during the time I work. Getting both of us scolded at last for talking while working." Rosie had a helpless smile.
"Still, she is my life, my best friend." Rosie stared at Yanna with adoring eyes. "I have to stop her before she is passionately immersed in her fantasies."
Rosie pinched Yanna's arm since she knew the levels of pain resistance her friend could survive and they were really too low.
"Ow...ow…" The place where Rosie pinched Yanna's arm had completely reddened. It looked like a bee sting.
Yanna's eyes turned misty and teary. She blew air on her arm to soothe the pain.
