Trouble that leads into more trouble

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'Well what shall we do?' Peyton asked cheerfully, setting up plates and sorting out the pizza, 'we could play chess or scrabble?' Then she looked over, 'oh James, stop worrying I'm the big sis and I'll take care of things.' 

'Well who's idea was it to come up here in the first place?' He snapped, gradually taking his portion of pizza, 'huh? who's idea was it?' 

'Okay, I'll admit it was my idea,' she sighed, taking a bite out of a piece of pizza, 'but seriously, wasn't I prepared? I mean, we can get through this and tomorrow we'll be back safely home.' 

'Er I'm not sure about that,' Elleanor said, 'unless we figure out a way to escape, we're basically trapped.' 

'Heh, and I wonder WHY we're trapped,' James smirked, looking at Peyton, who looked away angrily. 

'Oh come on, if we're going to find a way out of here, then we need to put bickering aside for now okay?' Elleanor asked them both. To which they both reluctantly nodded their heads. 

'Good, now let's get some sleep and figure out an escape plan in the morning,' she finished, then finding a loose blanket, she curled up under it. 


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