Markiplier? - A short story

Chapter 3

*Unknown person POV
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"Excuse me, pardon me, coming through!"
I said as I squeezed through the row.
"Ugh.
I almost missed that dang plane.
That GOSH DANG TRAFFIC.
Good thing that flight was delayed!"
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"The plane will be taking off in approximately 15 minutes so please, strap on your seatbelts. Thank you."
The announcement ended with a click.
"Great I have to hurry up and find my seat. Okay, don't panic. 53b. 53b. WHERE IS IT."
The mysterious named man walks down the row hurriedly.
"Cmoncmoncmon lets go!!"
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"AH FOUND IT!"
The man finds his spot and puts his small luggage bag over the overhang. Being the only one standing, he quickly sits down. He finally takes a look around. He sees people of all ages. Then, he looks next to him. A lovely young girl, perhaps the same age as him?