"Find a place closer." Florence Fuller said, "You two are making things difficult for yourselves."
"It's fine, we're used to it." Evelyn Shaw replied.
Florence Fuller didn't say anything more.
As it got close to midnight, Florence Fuller decided to stay over; she shared a room with Evelyn Shaw.
Evelyn Shaw handed her a set of pajamas, "Do you want to wash the clothes you're wearing tonight?"
"Sure, you can find me another set tomorrow."
Evelyn Shaw opened her closet, "This is all I have..."
Her clothing style might not be similar to Florence Fuller's, leaning more towards casual.
They were about the same height and build, and Florence Fuller didn't mind, "As long as they fit, I'm going to shower."
The two sisters often slept together when they were young. Now, after so long, sharing the same bed, the room was quiet, and neither of them spoke.
"Do you still have those songs and lyrics from before?"
In the silent room, Florence Fuller broke the silence.
"I sold them."
