"Where are we going to?" Emma asked Maya, ignoring Derek who was trailing closely behind them, still withholding herself from asking why he looked shrunk and ten years older.
"You will see soon." Maya answered, parting the bushes which tried to hinder their movement.
"Maya.. we are in the forest." Emma reminded, trying to place her emotions properly. She admitted that she was scared, but still, she didn't understand why she felt at home and safe in this large ounce of vegetation.
The hangover it is. She thought. "I won't drink again." She muttered, a little bit shocked when Maya swerved her head immediately to stare at her amusedly, after her statement.
Did her friend hear her? No, it was impossible. Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Yeah. You should take your own advice. Don't drink again." Maya said, shocking her to the bones.
"You heard it?" She asked, her voice octave rising a bit.
