The ride towards the mansion in Philly was quiet. Charlene was trying to fight her sleepiness since she was still hungover from her wine stunt last night. She kept yawning and huffing, plus being stuffed wasn’t helping. It made her more snoozy and tired.
Max was observing the uncomfortable sleepy lady next to him. He could hear her puffing and groaning as she sat on their way to the mansion. Their ride won't take many hours, and if he could estimate it right, they’re only a few miles away from their destination.
“You can take a nap,” Max suggested,
Charlene heaved a deep breath, “I don’t want…” she objected.
“Why, though?”
“What if you ditched me on the side of the road,”
Max chuckled at Charlene’s childish thoughts. “Why would I do that?!” he asked.
