'Why are you both in buns?' Hannah asked when she saw Emily and I, my bun considerably more lop-sided than hers, in the car. There was no actual reason (aside from Singapore's perennially hot weather) neither was there an actual reason for us meeting after church, but what begun as a study/reading day evolved into a couple of hours of:
singing aloud to old Hannah Montana songs, acai, too-spicy aloo gobi, mishearings (I mistook 'acai bowl' for 'cyborg'), getting onto the wrong train and having vegan chocolate silk pie.
You make my soul shine.
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