A ticklish sensation made Yvonne Finley back away slightly, and she sunk further into her seat, her mind drowsy, her eyelids heavy, "It wasn't much, I'm not drunk."
Her tolerance for alcohol was pretty decent.
Caleb Baker simply ruffled her hair, "Take a nap for a bit; I'll wake you when we arrive."
Yvonne Finley muttered a soft agreement.
The ride was...
She wasn't disturbed; the car's smooth journey lulled her to comfort, the heating was just right, and she felt relaxed with her muddled thoughts gradually fading away.
When she finally opened her eyes...
The car had just come to a stop.
However, this wasn't Cambria University.
She found herself in an entirely unfamiliar environment.