<div style="text-align: justify;">“Yes, together”, Sarah replied, despite the fact that she knew she didn’t have to. She knew answering the question would made the situation even more awkward. And that was exactly her intention. “I can see you were pretty close friends”, she commented when he said they were catching up. Catching up with your clothes off was definitely not something people did every day.<br/><br/>If Sarah were to be honest, she knew this was none of her business. Becca wasn’t a child, and she had a pretty good head on her shoulders. Still, Sarah was protective and worried that her friend might make a bad choice due to emotion.<br/><br/>When Ash thanked Becca for fixing his clothes, Sarah shook her head. She knew Becca couldn’t sew to save her life. Still, she decided not to point that out. This story was really strange, and Sarah wanted to get to the bottom of whatever was going on here.<br/><br/>Seeing Ash grab his coat, Becca was already moving to walk him to the door. His invitation stopped her on her tracks, though. The two women exchanged glances. Sarah was the one to speak. “We’re in”. Becca agreed with a nod. “I work night shifts, and Sarah works on her own time, so I guess you just got yourself two new guests”.<br/><br/>Sarah nodded and excused herself to go get changed into something clean, as she had driven for a few hours to get there. As soon as they were alone, Becca walked up to Ash and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his chest. “Don’t get mad at her, okay? She’s a really great friend, I promise”.</div>