After Effects

Chapter 9. - Booze the Goose

Tuva's POV:

My white goose was my emotional support teddy which i had bought with all of my pocket money in the fall i turned 10. I had saved up for months to buy him at the toy store so after my grandma gave me my birthday-money i could finally afford him. Without telling my parents i had run away from my own birthday party and biked to the toy store to buy it.

When i got home my parents were really mad at me for running away but when they got furious when they found out i used all my birthday-money AND pocket money on a teddy.

That day was also the same day my mom accidently broke the news to me about moving to Slovenia. She was so mad that it just spilled out of her and of course i got really sad and started hysterically crying.

My parents ended up giving me all the money i had used on my new goose teddy back as a little 'moving away present.' Pretty much from there on i had never left Booze anywhere. Yes i named him Booze, as in alcohol. Even as a 10 year old i liked beer. (it's pretty normal in Denmark to drink from an early age.)

I brought Booze with me everywhere i went until i started in a normal Slovenian school. My parents didn't let me take him with me to school. I remember i'd throw tantrums about it every morning before going to school.

I was wearing my sunglasses, noise cancelling headphones and holding on to Booze the Goose as if someone was gonna take him away from me. I must've looked like a child scared to get lost in the big airport.

I was holding Kris' hand as we were walking through the airport, towards our gate. Kris' shoelace on his right foot wasn't tied. He was gonna trip at some point if he didn't fix it. I pulled his hand to get his attention. He looked down at me, abandoning his conversation with Jan.

I looked down at his shoe to give him a clue. He looked down but it didn't seem to bother him .

"That's fine, i don't care." He said. I disagreed. I got down on my knees, making Jan and Kris stop in their tracks. I tied his laces nice and neat and got up, took his hand in mine again and proceeded to walk towards our gate.

Kris squeezed my hand as we boarded and as the plane took off. He was really nice about comforting me. He knew exactly that i needed - to know he was there and he did a great job at that.

I ended up falling asleep on his shoulder and I honestly slept like a baby through the whole ride.

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"Where are we?" Mark asked us behind the camera.

"Somewhere warm." Bojan answered him.

"Somewhere warm yes." Jure repeated.

As we were waited for our luggage i suddenly saw Jure talking to a staff member who held an airplane balloon in his arms. Jure had a dream of flying a comercial airplane which he had mentioned in a couple of interviews back in Warsaw and Barcelona. The company we'd been flying with must've heard about his love for commercial airplanes because a staff member had suddenly approached us and asked us if we would like an exact balloon of the plane we just exited.