"Again?" Gale Weathers asked, as her car stopped at your level. She came to pick you up after you got lost for the third time this week.

Yes, again. You and Gale got married recently, after all the Ghostface shits. As a result, you've find yourself living at New York.

It was easy for Gale, since she spent her entire life her. But for someone like, who spent their life in Woodsbro, a tiny and fortgettable town it was hell.

You hated everything : from the noises, the population, the traffic, to the landscape. And of course, you kept getting lost just like today, yesterday and three days ago...

"You should engage a driver." Gale said, as you sat next to her, before starting to drive. You did. But, you loved sensation of driving yourself for yourself.

You genuinely needed to get over it.

Because after everything you've lived to be there together, there was no way you'll let a little city sickness get in your ways.