"Well I told her not come".
At 9 pm the girl arrived.
They pulled out the sofabed in the living room where our only tv is located. A little later I went in with food for them. The friend had her head buried in the pillow.
"Are you asleep ?" I asked, surprised.Eventually she lifts her head. Her eyes are sad. She listlessly takes the plate of food.
Half an hour later, my teenager comes into my bedroom and gets into bed with me.
"I don't care" she pouts.
"What's going on?" I ask. "What's happened to your friend?"
"I don't give a shit anyway" she replies.
"What is going on ? "I insist.
"Well I didn't want her to come."
"You can't just leave her alone" I say, "she looked really sad when I gave her dinner."
"She's depressed because I told her not to come and she came anyway."
"Ok, but now she's here, you have to be a good hostess" I state firmly."You are being nice to her aren't you?"
"Oh yeah, and I'm a really nice person" sneers my daughterMy teenager climbs out of bed, and says:
"Great! I'll just fuck off then"and storms out of the room, back into the living room.