"Tell me what happened out there!"
Erin demanded as she peered at her longtime friend who resembled a rape victim lying on the backseat of the taxicab they were in.
Erin furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to guess what had taken place a few hours ago.
'She has no shark bites or jellyfish marks. If she was hurt, she would demand her to go to the emergency room. But instead, she requested to be driven back straight to their stay in the hotel.'
She was still examining her when she noticed that her lips were curving upward.
In as much as she wanted to run mad at her, she was more gratified that she was in one piece.
In a split second, she toppled her forehead with a flip of her nimble finger.
"Ouch!"
Zoe grimaced and placed her palm on her already reddening forehead.
"What was that for?"
"That was 'You made me worry' message."
Zoe sat up and pinched her arm.
"Ahh! What the hell?"
