“How many times a day do you and Selin see each other?” Riley asked, the third time Svetlana and I ran into her on our way to and from each other’s rooms. “Do you think it’s weird that we spend so much time together?” Svetlana asked me afterward. “It’s almost like we’re in a relationship.” “Hm . . .” I said, stalling. Weren’t we in a relationship? “This is how much time I would expect to spend with a boyfriend,” Svetlana clarified. “Oh, right,” I said.
