That night, when we head back home, we are not alone.
Pari, who lived in the basement of her tattoo parlor, has no place to stay, or at least, none where she would be safe. So we find a sleeping bag on the way, and we install it in a nice spot of our living room, hoping it will be comfortable enough. This is the first time we’ve ever wished for a pull-out couch.
Pari’s a great guest, and we do our best to take her mind off whatever disaster happened at her shop the best way we know how: by breaking out Mariokart.
We don’t have many things in common, but our conversations are fascinating.
She can defend herself at Mariokart. We’re still too competitive to let her win, but she scores a very honorable third place.
Goodnight, new friend.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 