“Oh, Shosh. That must be… awful.” Mimi hops off the bed, offers Shoshana a hug. “I – I don’t even know what to say”
Mimi plops down on the bed, motions to Shoshana to make herself comfortable, and looks at her friend expectantly.
“What’s going on?”
Shoshana reaches for a throw pillow. She hugs it to her chest, avoiding Mimi’s eyes. For all the urgency in the phone call, now that she’s here, she doesn’t seem to know what to say.
“Don’t tell me you came over just to study for the test tomorrow,” Mimi jokes.
Shoshana gives a tiny laugh, but her lips don’t even curve upward.
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