Chapter Twelve: Returning generosity by opening up clearly isn’t a good idea
“Sonya! Wait, where are you taking me?” I grumbled in a whiny manner, but Sonya did not care that I was trying to slow her down by slumping my body and making myself as heavy as possible. She still managed to drag me across the long hallway while squealing excitedly.
“Okay, slow down a bit.” I told her as she hauled me down the stairs at an even faster pace. I almost fell a couple of times, in fact I was lucky I did not stumble and really injure myself. My mind was too focused on keeping me on my feet for me to even ask myself what the hell had gotten her so frantic.
“I hope we’re not too late, come on!” She squealed a couple of times, tightening her grip on my wrist and practically flying across the room. I
