Ryan buckled the seatbelt and the wheel began to turn. "Man, I love these." He said as the wheel moved upwards. "I once when on when where they locked you into a cage, and it did flips as the wheel spun. It was crazy!" He leaned back against the chair, stretching his arms upward before resting one of his arms around Juliettee's shoulders. He checked his phone with the other hand. "As great of a ride this is, this might have to be our last ride. I did tell my dad that I'd be there tonight for his movie marathon." 

"...and something tells me that's not going to go so well..." Waiola muttered, letting the thought hang. "So, when are we leaving?" She asked, using some of her fingers to brush some of Crystal's tears away. Her fingers brush lightly from her wet cheek to her ombre curls to move them away from her face.