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Chapter 7: From A DistanceMaine wringed her hair in frustration. 'Argh! It's not as if I'm moving back there, so why can't I decide which clothes to take? Because you want to impress them, especially him.' She admitted to herself.
Maine shook her head and rolled her eyes at her thoughts. "Whatever!" and proceeded with her packing.
She was kneeling on her luggage, trying to close it when the doorbell rang. She disregarded it and concentrated on closing her luggage when it chimed again. Standing up, she trudged to the door, yanking it open. "What? What do you want?"
"Hey! Is that how you greet a friend who brought you dinner?" Ray said, raising his bag of take-out food.
Maine leaned on the doorframe. "Sorry Ray, come in." She left him to his own devices since he knew his way around her flat, "you can place dinner on the kitchen counter," and walked back to her room.
After placing their dinner on the counter, he followed her to her room and observed her as she struggled with her luggage. Walking inside and taking in the chaos, he lent Maine a helping hand.
Ray grinned at the mess. "Looks like a tornado went through here."
Maine sighed. "I know. I don't know what came over me but it seems that everything in my closet didn't look good to me."
Ray gave her an incredulous look. "What? But your wardrobe is full of Gucci, Chanel, Dior and Versace. It's like the whole Bond and Oxford Streets there combined! How can they not look good? They must be really special to have you worrying about how you would look."
Maine plopped back on the floor after finally zippering her last luggage. "Huh? Who?"
Ray stood and righted her luggage. "Your friends back in Manila."
Her eyes turned wistful. "Yes they are," her mind's eye seeing RJ's face.
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"You got everything? Passport? Ticket?" He asked while pushing the trolley that carried Maine's three-piece Louis Vuitton luggage towards her boarding gate.
"All here," she answered, patting her Louis Vuitton shoulder bag.
Ray stood before her and started fixing the collar of Maine's white Gucci sports coat before she walked off the boarding gate. "Call me when you get there okay?"
Maine nodded. "I will."
He watched her walk to the boarding gate and hand her ticket to the flight attendant. Ray walked in the opposite direction when he saw her step into the connecting tube. She was no more than a few feet into the connecting tube when she rushed back outside and ran to Ray.
Maine slipped her arms around him from behind, embracing Ray tightly, almost wrinkling his Hugo Boss suit. "Thanks for arranging this. This means a lot to me!"
She was gone when he remembered to react. "It was my pleasure!" He shouted, hoping that she heard him. 'Always my pleasure,' he said to himself.
"Good evening, Ladies and Gentleman, this is your captain speaking. I would like to inform you that we would be landing in Manila in 45mins. Please buckle your seats and enjoy the rest of the flight. On behalf of my crew, we would like to thank you for flying with us."
A window shutter opened and revealed Manila's skyline. "I'm home."
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Yiiihhh! She's back home! Will she see RJ soon? 😊
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