“I’ll tell you what’s groan-worthy. That man you’re so insistent on keeping at arm’s length did have a room here. You know what he did when you arrived looking like something the cat dragged in? Well, he said to me, ‘Nilsa, I’d like Lilia to have my room. I run hot, like my ancestors, and so I’m just fine sleeping out in the cold.’ Bet you didn’t know he gave up his room for you, now did ya?”
OH MY GOD
