It was at at five thirty in the morning when someone's natural clock went off, Jean sat slowly and looked at her surroundings. Of course she was very sharp, she knew they had travelled but...
She turned her head very fast to look over the other side, huh. He was still asleep and bro the space between them was still as wide as it was in the evening. Was he a log, he was still in the same position. As something she was used to, she touched her waist to check whether the plastic string was still attached on her waist. Nothing!!
Her eyes widened dramatically and she let out a scream. Oh my that was loud.
"Fella, are you ok? Why are you screa..."
She had already disappeared into the bathroom, oh God it was still where she left it.
"Phew! It almost scared the shit out of her."
