"Ruth... Ruth..."
Someone shook her shoulders lightly, but she ignored it.
"Ruth!"
The shaking intensified. Whose world was set on fire?? And even if it was, then what could Ruth do for that?
"RUTH!!!"
"aaahh"
Ruth shrieked in fright at that ear-splitting scream. Her terrified eyes travelled around in confusion.
When they settled, they saw a smirking woman, stood in front of her with her hands crossed under her chest. Her smirk soon turned into a frown.
"Thea! What the hell is wrong with you?" Ruth groaned, rubbing her itching eyes.
"Oh no young lady! Do not use that tone on me. What the hell is wrong with YOU? Why were you sleeping like a dead rock in Mr Cooper's shop?" Thea chided her friend.
"Thea, rocks are non living things. So practically they ARE dead!" Ruth answered in a monotone.
Thea thinned her lips in annoyance. Her friend was too smart for her own good.
"That is not the point of this discussion. Tell me the answer!" She demanded.