May 5, 2017
&&. BEA / @beatrizcmalmeida
“Bea?” Noor was careful this time, given that the last time she had interrupted Bea’s sleep she had suffered the consequences of her action, holding her shoes in her palms and padding across the floor as gingerly as possible. “Hey. So. It’s kind of — don’t you dare make a big deal about this — it’s my birthday and — I need somewhere to hide. You’ve got a closet I can stand in until the day is over, right? I’ll owe you.”