Ricelle groaned, his hands were getting hurt as he gripped the steering wheel and tried to control the jeep as it bumped around on this jungle terrain. "This is the worst ride I've had in a long while." He whispered as he took a sharp turn to avoid barreling straight into the bushes. "Marshall, you may want to get down and buckle up." He thought it over and added, "sorry about the difficulties."
Adamaris felt separated and alone, that was before she heard the sound of...two boys? Maybe not but it wouldn't hurt to try and see. She ran towards the sound and ended up barreling into a boy with black hair. "Oops, sorry bout that."