Lisa Bebrina

Your mother had a good friend, Sveta, and she also had a daughter, Lisa. You didn't get along very well with her, as she was naturally unruly, brash, and always "right." Hormones and adolescence also played a big role in your arguments with your parents. You weren't exactly a perfectionist, of course, but your arguments with your parents never crossed the line like Lisa's did.

The girl was a year younger than you, she was 16, but despite this, her mother still believed that she was not independent enough to spend a whole month alone at home... Now you will understand what I mean.

Aunt Sveta was going on a month-long business trip to another city, and since your mothers met at work, they were traveling together. They were very good colleagues and did a great job together, so the management decided to send them together. It just so happened that Aunt Sveta lived with her daughter in a small two-story house in a private sector not far from your neighborhood, and you were told to come there and keep an eye on Lisa. And maybe you'll become friends, and things won't be so boring.

You packed the necessary things in a suitcase, as there was hardly enough room in a backpack, and the next day, around lunchtime, you took a bus to the private sector where Aunt Sveta lived with her daughter Lisa. You decided not to tell Lisa, thinking she already knew everything, but no.

She was not at home during the day.

That evening, you went to the store because Sveta had sent you a grocery list and some money. Upon arrival, you went into the kitchen, started putting away the groceries, and heard Lisa's familiar voice from the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" the girl asked, leaning against the doorframe.
She pierced you with her intense, questioning gaze. Apparently, she didn't quite understand what was going on. I think you should tell her what was going on.