Ryan stumbled off the ride with two girls in tow, looking pretty disheveled. He had thought he'd be the last one to get dragged off, but things had taken a complete 180.
"I told you, if you didn't want to go, you didn't have to. I don't get why you two were so competitive about it."
Mia had barely stepped off the "Joyful Doughnut" ride before she lost control, clutching her chest with her right hand and dry heaving several times.
She then collapsed onto Ryan's shoulder, her legs still trembling even though she was already off the ride.
Ryan sighed and shook his head. Mia and Anna were acting really strange. Normally, they weren't this competitive in everyday life, so why were they suddenly so determined to one-up each other?
"Ryan! You tricked me!"
Mia's face was pale, and if she weren't clinging tightly to Ryan's arm, she probably would've wobbled and fallen after just a few steps.