Rolling her eyes, “Oh you’re so kind.” Her face turned blank in confusion on what he was talking about. “…What?”. She stared at his arms to see it was a bit uneven. Noelle found that was odd for someone to have your arms unequal in length. As she was about to ask how that was possible, she was being dragged off. “Can you slow down?!” She couldn’t keep up with his pace, even in flats. She decided to deal with it and let him prove he wasn’t a slow poke if it made him feel any better. “Are we there yet?”, she said in a exaggerated voice, tired from walking so long.

