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[BCOLOR=transparent]A picnic it was, then. Shreya had already begun to move away from her seat toward the fridge when Beev warned her to find her seat once more. Pivoting on the balls of her feet, Shreya swiveled and her legs got a bit tangled underneath her just as the engine roared to life.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"No.. w-wait…" The words came out mumbled, and hesitant as she tried focusing on regaining her balance, but it was too late. The bus sped up causing her to lose the already precarious hold on her upright position and tumble to the floor.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Ooof." Shreya fell to the ground with a thump and slid further toward the back of the bus. Grabbing blindly at the walls she struggled to find purchase, but finally did and managed to get back to her feet.. Walking while the bus was accelerating though… that was an adventure in and of itself.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Her feet felt strange under her body like she wasn't firmly connected to anything. It was a strange, almost floating feeling and it was making her progress back to her seat take longer than it should. She had barely made it back when they jumped.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]….And boy oh boy did she feel her. Her heart and stomach felt like they switched places and her head started to spin. She'd never experienced anything quite like it. Wave after wave of dizziness crashed on her and she fell forward again, this time landing on her seat and on top of her bag. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Not knowing what else to do Shreya clutched at her bag and held tight until the ride was over, hoping beyond hope that she didn't lose what little was left in her stomach from breakfast that morning.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"No.. w-wait…" The words came out mumbled, and hesitant as she tried focusing on regaining her balance, but it was too late. The bus sped up causing her to lose the already precarious hold on her upright position and tumble to the floor.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Ooof." Shreya fell to the ground with a thump and slid further toward the back of the bus. Grabbing blindly at the walls she struggled to find purchase, but finally did and managed to get back to her feet.. Walking while the bus was accelerating though… that was an adventure in and of itself.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Her feet felt strange under her body like she wasn't firmly connected to anything. It was a strange, almost floating feeling and it was making her progress back to her seat take longer than it should. She had barely made it back when they jumped.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]….And boy oh boy did she feel her. Her heart and stomach felt like they switched places and her head started to spin. She'd never experienced anything quite like it. Wave after wave of dizziness crashed on her and she fell forward again, this time landing on her seat and on top of her bag. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Not knowing what else to do Shreya clutched at her bag and held tight until the ride was over, hoping beyond hope that she didn't lose what little was left in her stomach from breakfast that morning.[/BCOLOR]