“Your apartment is nice.” Yusuf said as he looked around the living room. I didn’t know if he actually meant what he said or if he was just trying to be polite because compared to what I know he was used to, my apartment was nothing.
“Uhm thanks.” I didn’t know how else to respond to a compliment like that. I wanted to ask him what he was doing at my place so badly but didn’t know how I could put the words without coming off as rude.
He stopped when by the shelf and picked up a picture frame. It was a picture of me and Ashley on the first day of high school. We had both been really excited to start a new school that day and my mom had insisted on taking a picture of us. Ashley had made a joke about something and that made us both laugh out loud. My mom had happened to take the picture o
