Cautiously approaching Sarah, Andrew sat down on the leather armchair beside her which had identical similarities to a child's prank whoopee cushion, a thought Andrew knew and rightly so not to share in efforts to lighten the mood.
In his way, Andrew tried comforting his friend by saying "Please listen when I tell you not to worry or question my reasons for wanting to help. I'd hate to think of you feeling under pressure to repay the money I loaned.", Sarah only responding with a long-winded sigh. "It goes without saying "Andrew continued with hope of not overstepping. "I am here for you both, including Mollie and Lola. If David was made aware of our agreement and you have convinced yourself it is the best way to help you move forward. I'm completely onboard, it's your call"
Not knowing in which direction to look, Andrew focused on smoothing out his poorly crafted creased paper plane. Sarah now thinking to herself, thought Andrew deserved more than her previous huff as a response and this time also apologized; Andrew was instantly relieved that his concerns of overstepping were in vain "I don't mean to dampen the mood," said Sarah. "I want this weekend to work out well enough so I no longer have this secret. The both of us hid this from David and my husband was lied to by his wife. It's just ... it's just wrong! Sarah said her voice slightly rising in volume, stumbled over her words.
The longer Andrew didn't speak in return and the further Sarah and Andrew sat in silence- The more her fear anxiously grew. As Sarah was about to try and end what she felt was their most awkward conversation, Andrew's comedic streak once again resurfaced. "Can you do me this Favour"? Sarah looked up with confusion just as Andrew's voice also rising, but to a much higher volume jokingly said, "Use some of the money i loaned and buy a new sofa, preferably one which doesn't squeak." Sarah felt her shoulders relax at the sight of Andrew's disruptive display of him rubbing against the leather cushion,
the living room that only moments ago felt empty was currently filled withthe sounds of a disoriented squeaky symphony. Sarah for the second time today said. It's impossible to stay mad at you, snorting as she laughed