"It is boring to sit in the room all day, and time seems to be going slowly," Fatih said as he leaned back in his chair, his head now facing the ceiling of the hotel room he was in. He slowly pulled back, raising the front two legs of the chair and rocking back and forth.
"Only one day remains, so endure it, and you will have your opportunity to let go and drive all you want," Rümeysa said from the other end of the laptop screen as she tried to encourage her son and remind him that this boredom was necessary if he wanted to be able to drive the car tomorrow and get his license.
"I know, I know, but it doesn't make it less boring," Fatih said, still swinging back and forth.
