"Argh." Evelyn groaned as she fell flat on the couch that was inside Debbie's room. The latter glanced at her for the third time since she came and sighed. She put down the book and pen she was holding earlier and faced her friend afterward.
"Are you ready to let me in on what exactly was disrupting your mind?" She asked calmly. Evelyn looked at her with doe eyes and burst into crocodile tears. Debbie rolled her eyes and pressed her forehead gently as if giving it a good massage because of the headache she was about to feel.
"I think I made a mistake. I should have approached Ryan with a facial mask instead of my ordinary look." Evelyn started.
