"AHHHH!"
Adam winced at the shrill voice echoing from the back seat, then turned to grin at Melanie, who was glaring daggers at him.
"With the way you two scream, I'm going to go deaf before I hit thirty five."
Adir blinked groggily, his head wobbling slightly as he looked out of the car window at the blur of trees and buildings passing by. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and mumbled, "How did I get here?"
The last thing he remembered was being tucked into bed at Adam and Melanie's house. He'd fallen asleep thinking about cartoons and breakfast. Now, he was in a moving car, still in his pyjamas, the seatbelt uncomfortably pressing into his side.
Melanie shot another icy glare at Adam before responding dryly, "Adam has this charming habit of manhandling people without warning. Apparently, he's planned a picnic today. And instead of, you know, asking us, he decided to kidnap us."
