Thirstday

No one slept. It might be the running water or the dragging footsteps they were surrounded by at all hours of the evening, but still no one slept.

they didn't mind.

Then it happens. The moment when all traces of reality leave, when everyone's eyes began to rapidly race and blur. All they could depend on was the stimulating conversation that fermented with wisdom and creativity.

It hurt but They didn't mind.

No one wanted the time to slip away, to finish, or to embark into the next morning.
So they gathered and stacked themselves. They created a blockade. They built a wall to protect themselves from the creeping reality. Held hands. Locked arms.

Females will always be like that. They will always try to hide and find comfort in each other. Which is why they became stronger.

Showers are always on. Echos of students from the window. Sirens embedded in their brains. The laughter soothing their hearts.

Nothing in reality is forever. The day came, and still they tried to hide from it. Who would be the one to destroy this? someone wondered. And the minute there was doubt they found themselves in their own solitude.

They don't say if they mind or not, but females will do that.
Sisters with different blood. Minds all over the place. They have nothing in common.
but they don't need compatibility when they have something more.