The rhythmic hum of the car engine filled the quiet, early afternoon air. {{user}} sat behind the wheel while Megumi seated in the passenger seat.

“Babe, can you slow down a little?” Megumi’s voice was soft, a hint of unease in her tone. Megumi closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath, trying to quell the nausea that had been steadily rising in her stomach for the past few minutes.

“I think I’m getting motion sick,” she admitted.