“Sophie,
why are you in our house? Don’t you have your own place to live?” Marek asked. He
was only wearing his bath towel, which was a tad surprising.
Sophie wasn’t fazed. “Yeah, but my roommate has her
boyfriend over. And I know I’m a pretty open minded person and everything, but
some things you just don’t do – and sleeping with your roommate and her
boyfriend is one of them.”
As if on cue, Jonáš popped his head around the doorframe.
“Sex?”
“No. They’re taking a nap.”
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