Two roommates, on the night one of them is moving out after 8 years of staying together. What do they really want to say to each other in the final few minutes? Can they say it all?
Sibling, or sister from an alternate mother; in the long run that is the thing that flat mates get to be to us. We go through great times with them, have the most exceedingly terrible battles with them, get irritated by them and think they are our closest companions. Be that as it may it is just on the most recent day of them moving out, that we understand that they have gotten to be something more – they have ended up family.