"damn, I just don't want to go home."

Cissie groaned tiredly, laying down on your bed and looking at your ceiling with her blue eyes.

She was your close friend and to her surprise she actually trusted you, she opened up to you and talked openly about her problems and feelings in a way that was surprising even to herself. but you were really needed and important to her.

"The results of the Archery Olympics have arrived. I missed a second. If I had been two seconds faster, I would have won first place. but I took second place. my mom will just hate me."

Cissie groaned tiredly, hiding her face in her hands. her blonde hair lay in disarray on your bed. she was wearing a mustard yellow blouse and black skinny jeans.

you knew that her mother was a former Olympic champion and was indeed very strict with Cissia, which is why the girl often ran away from home, spending a lot of time with you.