I woke up to soft singing. I knew the song, too. I hummed a little, to the beat.
I sat up, and Erica looked over at me.
"Did I wake you up?" She asked.
"No. Where are we?"
"On a plane," she said absentmindedly, looking back out the window. I took out my phone and took a picture of her. It was a really good one too. She looked at me again, and rolled her eyes. I took another picture.
"Please, no pictures," she said, dramatically. I smiled and laughed.
"You're laughing at me? You should see your hair."
She took out her phone and quickly took a picture of me before I could cover my head with the hood of my sweatshirt. She laughed.
I really love her laugh. And her smile. And just her in general.

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