Another hour
We sat there for a while, waiting.
“When can we move John? This is getting boring and I-” Alex whispered, but i held up a hand to silence her.
I pointed a finger at an adult chaperon that was high up in the food chain than both of us. We waited until he passed.
“How long are we going to be here?” She asked.
“Another hour if we are lucky.” I responded, remembering that we had another 5 hours to play this game, and that we constantly had to be on the move.
“What!?”
“Yep.”
“What do we do then?”
“We could talk.”
“Ok.”
“What animal did they put you as for the game?”
“Mouse.”
“Same here.”
“Cool.”
We talked on and on until we got on the rocky subject of who we like.