"You'll know when you get there! Get up quickly!" To pique Maya Spencer's curiosity, Sophia Bennett deliberately played coy.
"I'm not going, I'll meet them next time, I'm too tired." Maya hadn't even slept for an hour before Sophia woke her up.
When she first woke up, if she hadn't seen Sophia crying, Maya would definitely have been in a bad mood.
"Maya, don't be lazy, get up, look who's still lazing in bed this late, hurry and accompany me." Sophia persuaded while pulling Maya.
"Sophia, please, my legs are weak, how can I go out to meet people with you? And look at the marks on my arms, don't you feel sorry for me?" Maya didn't want to go out and be seen with the marks on her arms.
In such hot weather, wearing long clothes out would probably attract countless strange looks. Maya didn't want to be a clown, for others to watch.
As for the "person" Sophia mentioned, if they were really meant to be, they'd have a chance to meet eventually, so there was no rush.
