Overnight, they took turns on night watch to make sure no zombies infiltrated their hideout. This morning, Theodore came out of their hideout and started looking for a car they could use.
"It's because of them that I now have to look for a usable car," Theodore muttered.
"What did you say?"
From behind came the cold voice of a woman staring intently at Theodore. Theodore, who heard that, looked back and saw Madeline standing there.
"Honestly, our car could be damaged because you won't listen to what Neville and I have to say," Theodore replied, shrugging his shoulders indifferently, then continuing his steps again.
Madeline quickened her pace to catch up with Theodore, "How can I trust you right away. Especially since I'm leading this mission," Madeline retorted, still with her arrogant self.
Theodore rolled his eyes when he heard her words. He realized that Madeline would not just admit her mistake, let alone admit that she was wrong.
