Not so good morning

Iris's POV

Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring......

"Iris pick the damn phone." After telling me a lot of times my friend finally lost her control.

"I am not," I said stubbornly, staring outside the window of her moving car. Not even I bothered to glance at my phone.

"Then at least put it on silent or else I sure this time I will throw it outside the window. Don't blame me then." I can feel how irritated she was.

But well I can't blame her, here is she trying to cheer me up since morning and all day I am doing nothing but annoy her with my silence and sulking face.

I mean, imagine, you knocked on your best friend's door, then raided her fridge while keeping your sad face in front of her and not answering any of her questions.

And then you slept the whole day.

So to end her torture, I picked up my phone and turned its power off. Squeezing it tight, I threw it in my bag.

Doing so I again resumed my interesting job of looking out of the window.

Currently, we are on our way to a newly opene