[Coat? Check.
Keys? Check.
Money? Check.
Mental sanity? Check.
Once sure to have really taken everything, she followed her friend outside of the house, locking the door while Janice was scouting around. She heard her inhaling but didn’t do the same; gee, it would hurt. It would feel like having her nostrils burn. Nevertheless, she would never mind leaving the house, not even in such unpleasant situation. But the question prevented her from shamelessly tittering.]
Yes, I think we should. It’s not a long walk from here to the Doctor, yet it takes thirty minutes, and I seem to understand that we’d both hate to make him wait… wouldn’t we? And besides it’s been a while since I’ve last been on a car.
[Coming closer, she cut off the ‘hurt’ topic, innocently placing her arms behind her back and smiling.]
[Janice took her friend's arm, bringing Melina closer to her. She had the oddest sense that, somehow, Melina would be trying to get away, and she wanted nothing of the sort to happen. Searching for a passing taxi, she murmured,]
Okay, so we take a car. I don't have one, and I'm fairly certain you don't either. Your father might, but I'm not going to touch it.
[Shifting her gaze to Melina, the singer smiled grimly, although she did her best to lighten her expression.]
Don't you know anything about what the doctor wants, Melina?









