He wouldn't let them kiss his lips.
She had heard that was the way it was with the other girls.
The two of them fell onto the bed together, just like every time they went to bed, following routine.
Early the next morning.
Ali opened her eyes, groggily looking at this unfamiliar room, only recalling everything that happened last night after a while.
She looked at the still-sleeping Abiao on the big bed and got up quietly.
She folded the quilt neatly, put it back in the closet, and then opened the door to leave.
Abiao's schedule was probably the same as theirs, particularly sleepy in the morning, and unable to sleep at night. Last night she didn't know what time she fell asleep, but she knew she had slept for a long time because Abiao hadn't fallen asleep. There was a faint sound from the TV in the room; Abiao had been watching TV.
The morning's flight, unsure if they could get up.
She returned to the room she shared with Rose.
