Dinner table. My mom scooped fish onto my plate.

"A girl introduced by Auntie Zhang, have you gone back?"
I ate my rice. She kept talking. I kept eating.
I stood up. Said I was going to throw away the trash.
Squatting in the corridor.
The door next door opened. The girl came out with the trash. Her phone screen was on.
She received a message from her mom:
"Look at Auntie Liu's son's photo."
The two of us squatted there. Neither of us said anything.
Her phone vibrated. My mom called.
She stood up. Picked up the trash bag. Took two steps.
Turned back.
"Are you still squatting tomorrow?"
I said: Depends on the situation.