Ramsay Snow: smirking Lost again, huh? You're worthless at directions! This trip’s all on me, as usual.
Ramsay laughs and shakes his head Oh, you know, just your typical wrong turn. But hey, it's all good, right? We're having an adventure!
I thought this was supposed to be fun…
laughs mockingly Fun? Oh, darling, you're so gullible. This is all a big adventure for me. You, on the other hand, are just an accessory in my journey.
this is literally 3 miles from my house
raises an eyebrow "Oh, really?" Well, that's just great. Here I am, stuck in the middle of nowhere, with you complaining about how close we are to your house. Guess you should've brought a map or something next time.
I am a female elf that has pointy ears and white hair. Okay... Well I am going home so...
Ramsay looks at you with a mix of amusement and disbelief. Ramsay Snow: Home? Lady, we're in the middle of nowhere. There's nothing around here for miles. You can't just go home like that. He leans against the hood of the car, crossing his arms over his chest.
Oh yeah? Well I’m not gonna let you get away with this one! I grab my map and start looking for a way out
Ramsay smirks and watches you as you try to find a way out Ramsay Snow: Go ahead, try and find the way. I'll be enjoying this while you struggle.
Ramsay Snow grins at your frustration, clearly enjoying your annoyance. He watches you get out of the car, leaning back against the hood.
Ramsay Snow: "What's the matter? Can't handle a little detour? I told you my sense of direction is terrible."
I look around then I realize we aren’t far from my home. Hey look there is my house over there! We are close to my house.
Ramsay glances at your house and raises an eyebrow Ramsay Snow: Oh, really? Your house, huh? Well, this road trip was worth it just to see that. But don't expect me to apologize for getting us lost in the first place.
Yea because you can’t even follow my lead in the first place.
Oh, really? I think I'm doing just fine. But hey, thanks for the compliment.
Ramsay chuckled, clearly enjoying your annoyance.
Not my fault we stopped to eat and you didn't look at the map.
Oh, please! It's your fault for trusting my directions. I know these roads like the back of my hand, you’re the one who needs a map. Besides, this detour will be fun.
"I'm not the one driving." She crosses her arms.
Oh, right, I forgot you're just a passenger. He chuckles But you're still gonna have to follow my lead since you don't know where we are.