"-And you guys are going to get married on a beach and you're going-"

"WE ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED!!!!" Maya yelled at her sister for what seemed like the millionth time that day.

"-And you're going to have three kids and a cat-" Alya continued with her fantasy of her younger sister's future.

"I don't even know her name!"

"why not? How do you not know your future wife's name?" This had finally made stopped her ranting after a long five minute.

"I couldn't talk to her" Maya mumbled looking up the ceiling of her bedroom.

"well you better get her name and her number tomorrow when you see her again, because you obviously like her even if you keep denying it."

Alya loved her little sister to death but she thought that she need to get out of her shell more, like maybe make more friends, and talk to girl who she found cute, but there wasn't much she could do about that.