Zoë could be such a pain sometimes. And yet I still put up with her.
It's been two hours and she hasn't said anything to me since we got into this stupid carriage. She hasn't done anything but stare out the window and make exaggerated sighs every few minutes.
"Are you going to be like this the whole ride there? I don't know if I can stand this silence much longer." I said.
"I don't see you trying to start any conversations." She replied.
"Finally! A response! So you didn't just turn mute the moment you sat down?"
"Ha ha ha. That is so hilarious!"
"Whatever. Listen, why don't we just act like we normally do? Pretend like we are back in Greater Greensward on a normal day when Millie isn't around and it's just the two of us." I suggested.
"We can try it I guess, but I'm tired so I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up in an hour."
"Okay, I will."
She yawned and lay down on her seat.
I watched her as she closed her eyes and made herself as comfortable as possible on the lumpy benches.
I stared at her sleeping form. When the carriage hit a bump in the road, messing up Zoe's hair, I resisted the urge to reach out and fix it myself.
This was going to be a very long hour.