Bonnie blushed at the idea of anyone coming to her house. Her mother would be drunk, passed out in the living room like usual. It was beyond embarrassing. She never had anyone home because of it. It was probably why she did not have a social life, either. She bit down on her lower lip and then glanced down at the floor. She couldn't take back her offer now and besides, she really wanted Emily to be her friend.

"I don't mind doing it for you, Emily. You've just meet me and you've been really kind. There is not much of that going around at this place." She glanced back up at the other. "I will need your measurements. You can come home with me, but you do not need to pay me for it." 

"There's just one thing... After you meet my mother, please promise me you will continue to be nice to me." She wanted to ask Emily to promise to stay her friend, but that would be rushing things, wouldn't it? They were on friendly terms, but how long before being on friendly terms turned into true friendship? 

"Let's just say the only good thing my mom has ever done for me was make me apply to come here in one of her rare sober moments." Bonnie's face fell and she was getting that feeling she had whenever she wanted to cry, but she couldn't do it in front of someone she had just meet; not where other people could see her.