Y/n journal:I fucking hate planes not that im scared its just the time it takes to go from California to New Jersey is ridiculous.
Y/n journal:Its 10:00 at night and im getting on the plane. Shits weird. Never thought I would go see Mattia but desperate times causes desperate measures. Anyway this man keeps staring at my Mac book and i swear if he tries to steal from me i'll stab him with my pen but im going to sleep so i can get up and not be pissed when i see him.
