I yawn and open my mouth wide. We're in the car. The doors are wide open to let the hot air out.
"Phew, that's unbearable." It's stuffy and hot in here and we're starting to sweat again. The heat has caused the temperature inside the car to rise. I fan myself with my hand and yawn again, I yawn like crazy.
"Please don't get infected!" I say to Gaard. Yawning is contagious not only by observation, but even by reading the word. A little nap wouldn't be bad now, I think, snapping the seatbelt with some force.
My head wanders to the side. What's going on? Why is he staring at the door like that? He slams them shut. Violent! I turn my head even further and look into his eyes with a stern look, because the noise can most likely still be heard in the next street but one.
"Let's go now, shall
