5 GIRLS NIGHT OU (1/2)

Zunnie enjoyed taking the stairs when she wasn't too lazy. But after jogging for twenty minutes her legs were sore, so she decided to take the elevator. She got off on the third floor and walked to her door. She entered her code, pause for a second, then turned her head to glance at the door down the hallway in the opposite direction.

”I wonder who moved in.” She mumbled then stepped into her condo.

When she moved to Lake-view Condos a few years ago, an uncle in his sixties lived next to her. He was a retired police officer with two children who visited him every week. However, after one year, he had gotten sick and his daughter and her husband came to take him away. He told Zunnie he would miss her, and she couldn't help but smile while hugging him tightly. He always gave Zunnie an earful about his grand-kids when he met her. Though he was much older, he was a rather cheerful and she loved chatting with him.

When she entered her condo she made sure to stretch. She hurriedly took a shower then made breakfast. She did a bit of cleaning and by the time she was done, she felt extremely exhausted. Checking the time, it was 11:30am. 'Damn where did the time run to?'

She put off cleaning the fish tank for next weekend climbed the stairs and headed for her bedroom to nap.

Four hours later, she was awakened by a call from her troublesome dad. Seeing it was him, she groaned and answered the phone groggily. ”Hello dad.”

”Hey pumpkin, are you still in bed? It's almost 4.” He chided her.

”I was up early this morning, did a few things and went back to bed. Plus, its Saturday. Isn't it the unofficial all you can sleep day?” She smiled imagining her dad frowning to her remark.

Ignoring her, he asked, ”Can you come over for dinner tonight, your brother is bringing his girlfriend home?”

”I can't.”

”And why is that?”

”Already made plans with San, haven't seen her in almost three weeks.”

”Oh, I see. Well next time you're free please stop by. We hardly see you anymore pumpkin.” She always went home on Wednesdays and Sundays for dinner but for the past two weeks she had been so busy. Plus, she was still mad at her dad for his new hobby of interfering with her love life.

”I wonder whose fault is that?” Zunnie mumbled but Mr. Bai's sharp ear still heard.

”Is your brother bulling you again? Tell daddy so daddy can scold him.”