Bump bump, bump bump.
Everyone except the human girl sitting in the far left corner of the bus was complaining about the "turbulance". Not that the girl was a goody-two shoes or anything, she just doesn't talk much.
"I feel sick..." an orange crocodile said semi-weakly.
"We're almost at our next stop," the bus driver said in a forced-polite kind of way.
It was a few minutes later when the bus halted in front of the bus stop.
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