The car started rolling along to some random beat with words nobody understood. It was quiet for a while after that. Sarah tried singing, but it clashed so severely with the song that she gave up, slumped and defeated against the back window.
Tristan was giving her what she called a 'fishtail braid' that hung over the side of one of Marley's shoulders. Her hands were working quickly while the girls decided on a game to pass the time.
"Would you rather?" Sarah suggested after a few inappropriate games (recommended by Leo, of course) were vetoed.
"I'm down," Tristan sang, and everyone murmured in agreement.
Marley didn't say anything, she wasn't sure what the questions would be and didn't want to commit.
"Okay, I'll start since it was my idea," Sarah stated, and it was a moment before s
