As Natsumi headed upstairs, Imya chuckled, “Natsumi is attracted to you, Callie. It’s obvious.”

“No, she doesn’t. I’m not pretty or cool.”

“Woman, do I need to tell you what a mirror is?”

Natsumi came back into the kitchen. She was wearing a black tank top, and she had a transparent black shirt over it. She had ripped and faded black jean shorts. Callie’s cheeks began to heat up. ”Natsumi, y-you look beauti-”

Imya interrupted, “Callie, your nails have destroyed my only apple.”

“Oh. Sorry about that.” Callie lifted her nails out of the apple and threw it away.

Natsumi blushed and giggled, “Thanks. I should probably start cooking.”

Imya pulled Callie aside and whispered, “I told you so. And it appears you are attracted to her.”

“No, I am not!”

“What will you name the baby?”

“Wait, what?”

“Make sure you invite me when that happens. Even if you do not, I’ll spy on you anyway. It’s normal for me to do that.”

“If you do, you’ll come back here with only four fingers on each hand.”

Imya gasped, “Is Natsumi in a bikini?”

“Where?”

Imya chuckled, “Again, told you so.”

“You are infuriating.”

Callie walked over next to Natsumi and asked, “Can Imya and I talk alone?”

“Sure. I’ll call you down when dinner’s ready.”

Callie grabbed Imya’s arm and dragged her up the stairs. “So, where are Natsumi and I staying?”

“The guest room, which is the only other room, and only has one bed. The family that’s taking care of me, who was a close friend of my mom’s, had me sleep in the same room as their son. So, I sleep in their room when Sarah’s not around. So, in my house, there are three beds, a futon in the basement, and at least fifteen couches. But I do not usually let people into the basement, so your options are to sleep together or to make one person sleep on the couch.”

“Why can’t one of us sleep in your sister’s room?” Callie paused. “You don’t sound like you identify as part of this family, so is she your sister?”

“She’s my biological sister. Also, she only really allows me in her room.”

“You planned this, didn’t you?”

“I am not going to stop shipping you until you have at least one child.”

”How would that even happen?“