Airlia yawned, opening the fridge. She rubbed her eyes and stood in front of the door for a moment, trying to find what she was looking for.
"Oh, we're out of milk," Tru said casually, from the table behind her.
Airlia turned around and spotted the empty carton next to her sister's hand. "I see that."
Tru smiled guiltily. "I'll share my cereal with you?"
"Sometimes I wonder why I agreed to come here."
"Coz you love me."
"Hmmph."