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Celia and Callum sit on their phones, waiting for their third companion. Callum had insisted on being the first one to their group's hotel for them at their destination, leaving a day earlier that he had planned for the others. Luckily, only one person had asked to come along with the early trip.
Evan met up with them last night, going out to dinner with the two to catch up before their flight the next day. After dinner, they had decided to walk back to their hotel and spend the rest of the night watching movies as they had a 9am flight to catch the next day. Celia was third-wheeling the entire night.
The next day they all meet up at the airport, going through bag check in and security together. Celia finally pulls out the camera as they wait in line for Starbucks. It is 8am in the morning and both boys are rocking a rather nasty hangover from the night before. Evan gives the camera a tired smile and wave. He pats Cal's back, sharing an amused look with Celia. Cal has a black baseball cap pulled low on his head, hiding his tired eyes, he scrunches his nose at the camera. "Someone didn't sleep well last night, stayed up all night editing like an idiot." Celia comments, shaming her brother.
"I can sleep on the plan, it's a twelve hour flight." He grumbles, a small smile on his face.
Evan goes up to the register, perfectly reciting everyone's orders to the worker. He pulls out his card, paying for it. "Absolutely sweetheart!" Celia says, turning the camera to point at her. "I love him."
"I can't believe you remember our orders." Callum says, moving over to the pick up counter.
"I've tried, it's literally ingrained in my brain. I have to stop myself from getting you a coffee every time I enter a Starbucks." Evan laughs, grabbing his order from the table. He hands Callum his hot coffee and Celia her iced coffee. "It's also so simple, you basically just eat coffee beans."
Callum rolls his eyes, taking Celia's carry-on bag from her so she can keep filming. "Not true, there's some milk in there."
Celia laughs, focusing the camera on the two boys as they make their way back towards their gate. "Okay, it's time for fit checks!" She says, setting her drink down on the armrest of their seats. The camera pans over to Callum, going up and down his outfit. He has on a black tank top. gray sweatpants, and light brown yeezy slides with black socks. He poses with his drink, holding out his pointer finger and pinkie.
She goes to Evan next, showing off his white LA sweatshirt, black sweatpants, and white sneakers. The camera is then handed over to Evan and films Celia as she does multiple poses. She has on a brown tank-top, white sweatpants, and matching yeezy slides with Callum.
The rest of the wait is fairly short, the group snacking on some candy. They are some of the first to board, claiming their seats next to each other. Callum was forced into the middle seat despite his protests.
It only took an hour into the flight for Callum to pass out on Evan's shoulder. Celia took some photos then started her binge of Succession.
Evan honestly expected this to happen the moment Cal pulled out his neck pillow. He popped on his headphones and started his movie.
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A/N Sorry only one new person was introduced this chapter, i probably could've kept writing but I really wanted to get this out.
