I was laughing so hard that my sides ached, tears streaming down my face. Meanwhile, Nora just sat there with her arms crossed, waiting for me to pull myself together.

“You done?” she asked dryly. “Because I actually need your help.”

If Nora was coming to me for advice, then she must’ve been seriously stuck. Normally, she was the one with the solutions.

“Alright, fine,” I said, wiping my eyes and catching my breath. “First, spill. Does ...