"The what?" I looked at Drew and saw his goofy smile. "Really, Drew? Not strenuous, but how am I supposed to climb that tower?"
"I grab the sketchbook from the bedside table and stuff it inside the carrying bag in my hand
"I'll carry you," he said like it was not laborious.
"Oh, you don't mean that, do you?" I replied and feebly got out of our room. He followed behind me.
"I mean it. I won't let you walk."
Rhys and Melissa were in the kitchen when I entered and found them packing the food they made for our picnic.
Picnic at the lighthouse, Drew's idea, of course. He did not tell me last night about it. He just drop the plan after we finished eating breakfast and now here we are, preparing for his the idea he mention last night.
Melissa was in contrast to his plan when he shared it
