SHAYLA'S P.O.V
"Take a left! I said 'left'!" Caira yelled over the phone and I inched the phone away from my ear, trying not to get my eardrums burst.
"I took a left, Car, but I cannot see any russet colored doors." I said, shaking my head as I looked around, trying hard to pinpoint any such colored doors. But I failed miserably.
"You must be so blind," She cursed over the phone, and then there was shuffling of feet. I heard a few hushed conversations in the background before Car came back on the phone, cursing enough to send even a sailor running and blushing. "Oh no. Turns out I am the blind one. It's apparently not orange but a green colored door? Can you find any green colored door in your vicinity or should I come get you at the crossing?"
I turned my head around to take a look, and sure enough, there was a brightly painted green colored door standing proudly about ten feet away from me. "You don't need to step out and ruin your pretty little feet, princess. I located the door.
