169 Sickos

"Oh there they are—" Rachael tapped Andrew's shoulder and pointed towards the direction Elsa and Justin were coming. 

When she noticed their gloomy expressions, she raised her brows. "They don't look okay—" she looked at Andrew.

He nodded. "Hmm, maybe they fought over something or maybe…ouch—" Andrew winced in pain and frowned when she suddenly pinched his arm. 

"Hey, we were looking for you two," Rachael smiled as she hooked her arm around Andrew's. 

Without saying anything, Elsa grabbed Rachael's hand and walked away, dragging her along. 

"What did you do?" Andrew inquired. 

"I have no f*ucking idea." Justin pinched the space between his brows and sighed. "She has been like this since we woke up." 

Looking at his cousin and wife who were walking in front of them, Andrew remarked, "You must have done something."