I grabbed my toothbrush and we all left together, Manar and I holding hands and her mother pissed that Manar didn't want to hold her hand or sit next to her in the car.
Agarré mi cepillo de dientes y salimos juntas. Manar y yo tomadas de la mano y su madre molesta de que Manar no quiso agarrar su mano o sentarse a su lado en el auto.