Our passports and visas all arrived, and I yawned. It was already dark, and here by this reserve it really got pitch black since there was no such thing as street lights. “You can’t be that tired.” Max looks at me and I sigh. We were waiting for Enzo, Cassian and Francesco to come back with our food. They were getting us McDonalds, and my stomach was growling. “It feels like they are taking forever.” I sigh, and Max shakes his head. “The amount of fast food that we are eating is so fattening. I need to start running.” Alex says, and I roll my eyes. “But I hate running.” I sigh, and Alex laughs. “I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to Max. You don’t need to do anything and you will always be perfect.” Alex says, and I smile. “So I don’t need to go running?” I ask, and he shake