"Why are we going so high up in the cold?" Axel grumbled, trying to take the bag from Jona's hand.
"I worry, too," Jona denied her, carrying two bags himself. "Should we go back home?" He asked, skimming with eyes loaded with concern as Axel tucked her hair behind her ears, only they didn't comply and tumbled right back on her face.
"I am cursed with hair being too silky. How do you manage your hair, Jona? They are perfect. You are perfect," Axel had a whiny lilt to her complaint that only made Jona smile and blush a little. "And no, I don't want to go home like a loser. We came here to have fun...so let's go."
Jona saw Axel sauntering ahead, putting more than the required weight on her feet as he spotted the chopper ready for the four of them. All around them were heaps and sheets of s
