[b]Emma - En Route to Baton Rouge - The Pack[/b]

Emma climbed into the truck bed and sat beside Trey, filling the last space on the right side of the truck. Berkley climbed in and filled the last spot on the left. To avoid awkwardly touching anyone else, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. 

Emma listened to the men exchange banter. "I don't know what you're talking about, Kyle, but I'd kill all of you for a shave." He rubbed his outgrown beard. 

"Screw shavin, I'd give anything for a shower."

"Stop being a little girl, Manning." Another retorted, earning a few laughs. Manning scowled, then shrugged. 

"Hey, being a little girl can't be that bad..." He said. "Ain't that right, Jailbait?" All five men looked at her, expecting an answer. After a beat, Emma answered.

"Being small has its advantages..." She murmured, and they appeared slightly disappointed that her answer kinda sucked... "...but I'd probably give anything too if it meant you took a shower." The men, including Manning, howled with laughter. 

"She's right, Manning you stink." Trey noted. "But then again, I smell like crap too..." 

That ended their conversation about bodily odors, and they continued riding towards Baton Rouge.