Ch. 75 - First issue.
My home was once again quite and empty as soon as I bid my friends goodbye. All I could hear is the clattering of plates, and the sound of tap water pouring on to the sink as I wash the dishes. They insisted on helping me clean up, but I hesitate as the sky got darker and the night went deep. I stated that I want them to get home as soon as possible, they were reluctant but eventually agreed. Today was surely memorable and I had some fun, but my phone call with Sarah earlier still bothers me at this point. I shouldn't raise my voice, I was honestly pissed by the way she talked. But I guess scarring her is not worth proving my point, even if it means I get to win the argument. I laid down on my bed still thinking about it, Im really troubled over the matter. I held my phone, pondering whether I should call her to apologize or wait until tomorrow when surely our minds are much calmer.