19 culpepper house, san myshuno, 7:51am
mehreen groggily exits her room and heads towards the bathroom. briefly confused as to why the sink is running, mehreen remembers that she doesn’t live alone anymore….
mehreen:[ugh why do we have only one bathroom in this place…]
mehreen: (irritated) i was REALLY enjoying living by myself, you know. i could walk out here in peace…. drink my coffee in peace. could use the bathroom in peace.. ]
mehreen saunters to the kitchen and prepares her first cup.
mehreen: [i hope you’re not having another 7am crisis. (pauses) if you are, have it in your room. i have to get ready. (aggravated sigh) you make enough to live alone. or, better idea, you could move in with your fiancee, but you still bum around here]
mehreen: (over her shoulder) [have you talked to her yet? don’t procrastinate it’s going to get worse the longer you wait….]
rehan: (through his teeth) [i haven’t and keep your voice down]
mehreen: [w-what? wait…if you’re there who’s in…]
aicha emerges from the bathroom
aicha: (quietly) hi. mehreen. sorry. i had to get ready. the lighting in his room is terrible. um…the bathroom is free now. you can use it. again i’m sorry….
mehreen: (embarassed) no no. i’m so sorry. i…i didn’t realize you were here. oh god, i thought rehan was in there….and holy crap…i …
aicha: (smiles) it’s ok. don’t worry about it. (looks at watch) i’d love to catch up…but we have to go.
aicha walks towards rehan
aicha: (smiles) maybe one day your brother will teach me urdu.
rehan: (laughs uncomfortably) heh, one day. let me get my bag and we’ll go.
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