“I don’t know sweetheart, I was kind of kicked out,” she explained glancing at Nathaniel who pretended not to be listening.
Amelie huffed and kicked the back of Nathaniel’s seat.
“Oh my god,” Gabe mumbled, pressing his hands against his face. “Don’t kick my car.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”