Nila glanced at Josephine and then back to Frederica.
“I’d love to.”
The three of them gathered in Frederica’s room and loaded up a horror movie about creepy children. Josephine fell asleep on Frederica’s shoulder before the second act. Frederica glanced over at Nila and smiled.
“She’s had a long day,” Frederica said.
“Should I go?” Nila asked.
“Nah,” Frederica replied. “You belong here as much as she does.”
“Aw, you’re making me blush,” Nila said. “I didn’t realize you loved me that much. Or loved your sister that little. Either way, I feel totally honored and—”
“Nila?” Frederica said.
“Yeah?” Nila replied.
“Shut up and watch the movie.”
In the morning, Frederica showered, got dressed, and yanked the covers off her sister’s sleeping form. Josephine blinked groggily and rubbed her eyes. She rolled over, burying her face in the pillow.
“What time is it?” she muttered.
“Quarter to eight,” Frederica replied. “I have to get to class. You can stay here if you want but I—”
Josephine sat up abruptly and hopped off the bed.
“You’re not getting rid of me that easily,” she said. “Just give me a minute to get ready.”
Half an hour later, Frederica stepped into Intro to Journalism. She waved sheepishly to Cyrus and led Josephine to her usual spot next to Magh.
“You are still here?” Magh asked Josephine.
“Well, don’t sound so disappointed,” Josephine replied.
Magh bowed her head toward Josephine.
“I apologize,” she said. “I meant no disrespect.”
“Hey, relax, I was just teasing,” Josephine said. “And to answer your question: this is my last day here. I’m heading back tonight. I promised this girl in Berlin that I’d meet her for drinks.”