Bree stretches her body like she's been asleep for too long.

"Did I fall asleep?" I ask rhetorically. "What time is it?" I look up at the worker, who is smiling politely.

"It's morning, miss." He says with a gentle smile. "You must have been really tired."

Carlson groans loudly. "We fell asleep in a cinema. Great."

"We were supposed to leave after an hour of watching." I remind, mockingly.

She laughs and gazes down at me. "Are you mocking me?"

"No, I am not." I say amidst smiles. ...