"What happened?!" I simply moved away from him to gather myself.

I fixed my hair that was ruined by the wind and cleared my throat.

"I think we're running out of gas..." he said calmly. He tried to start the engine again but he failed.

"What? Are you kidding me?!" My voice pitched higher.

I dumped my bag on the floor and sat frustratedly. I slowly felt my knees trembled in nervousness.

He walked toward the back of the boat while I palmed my face. After a few, I heard his steps walking closer.

"The motor overheated," he looked completely impassive as he pulled down his sunglasses.

I blew out...