Marceline-
Verma was kind enough to cover Marceline’s hands with a small towel as they headed back to the Kitchen. She seemed apprehensive, and was constantly asking Marceline how she felt as they Travelled the short distance back to the Kitchen.
Marceline chose not to say much as they walked, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to , she simply chose not to, She was in so much pain that talking felt a whole lot difficult for her, She just listened and walked as fast as her legs could take her, She couldn’t wait to leave the scorching sun that was. Burning through her skin painfully.
Verma opened the back door for her as they reached and she passed through it, thankful she was finally in the cooler kitchen. Her back was turned to the room, She watched Verma lock the door before she turned
