Pressure | Pablo Gavi

14

"You looking forward to getting on some more flights?" Clary asked.

Blair groaned in response as she pushed her suitcase. "Flights and I are mortal enemies, it's just unfair." Blair joked, the pair wandered through their local airport, trying to find the gate that they had to be at in 15 minutes. "It's stressful." Blair continued, starting to google the map of the airport so that they could find the right way.

"Oh shit we've been going the wrong way." Blair said turning around, in which Clary followed her lead.

"Hot Norwegian men are my downfall." Clary said as the walked down the eerie hallways, full of people wheeling their suitcases. "Your Grandma always tries to set me up with a Norwegian man every time we are here, she's my favourite person." Clary continued taking a seat outside their gate.

"Why are you sitting down?" Blair asked still standing up in-front of Clary.

"Tired?" Clary said, not knowing the correct answer to it.

"We've got to board, move on." Blair said walking slowly away to have Clary follow her quickly.

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The flight to Norway was relatively fine, not a lot of turbulence. "When are we going to your Grandmas?" Clary asked, taking a careful step of the plane and down the steps.

"Well comparing it's 11am, we spend a couple hours in town, then get a bus to her place, sound good?" Blair suggested, Clary nodded her head.

As they exited the Airport the cold fresh air hit them quickly, "I miss Spain already." Clary said shivering in her jacket and hoodie.

They went into town in Oslo, Blair had her favourite cafe which she visits every single time she is there. The workers know her by name, even though Blair is only in Oslo a maximum of 4 times a year, she was their favourite customer.

Blair glided into the cafe with Clary following her behind, "Blair!" The barista said, running out from behind the counter and hugging Blair tightly.

"Haven't seen you in forever." Blair said, "you weren't working last time I was here." Blair continued, breaking the hug and walking up to the counter to order some stuff.

"Can I have a Medium Latte please," Blair said, she turned round to Clary. "What would you like?" She continued. Clary thought for a second, "A hot chocolate please." She chuckled.

They both found a seat and sat down, "Please take me with you every time you come here." Clary pleaded.

"My Grandma loves you, you're welcome to come with me every time I go." Blair chuckled her eyes catching attention of the barista who brought over their drinks.

Whilst the pair was drinking two broad, muscular men sat beside them. "Seats taken?" The blonde one asked, Blair shook her head telling them no.

"You two are not from here?" The taller one asked, admiring the beauty who had just sat next to.

"I'm from here." Blair said stirring her drink not paying much attention,

"I'm from Spain though." Clary said, enjoying the new company.

"What are you two beautiful ladies doing in Oslo all alone then." The Blonde one asked, taking a liking to Blair.

"Visiting my Grandma," Blair said plainly. Clary suddenly caught wind of what was going on, taking a little while to figure out the men were flirting.

"Would like to disclose we both are in very lovely relationships." Clary said, smiling, almost telling them to leave.

Blair shot her head to Clary, "You're dating Pedri?" She asked, in shock that Clary hadn't told her yet.