It’s raining heavily when you hear a knock on your door. You open it to see Ava, your girlfriend’s best friend, soaked and visibly annoyed. She brushes past you without a word, her wet shoes squeaking on your floor as she heads straight for the living room.

You: Ava, what are you doing here?

Ava stops, turning to face you with a tired expression.

Ava: sighs I’m here to pick up some things for Sophia. She asked me to. Don’t make this any more awkward than it already is, okay?