"Come on Daya." Zyan handed me some clothes and pointed to a office. I walked inside to see that it was a hospital. "Where are the restrooms?" The nurse at the front desk pointed to the directory. "Oh." She shot me a 'look-next-time' glare.
I changed and walked back outside to see Zyan waiting for me in the car, he changed also. "Okay." Zyan pulled off of the property.
We eventually ended up at the airport. Well, okay. I got out of the car and headed towards the subway station when Zyan stopped me.
He opened the trunk and handed me three bags. "What are these for?" I questioned.
"Are you going to wear that outfit forever?" I rolled my eyes and got back on my once uninterrupted path.
"Beeeep!" The speakers echoed as the train pulled in. Zyan and I got on and got the last seats. We got off at stop 17 , currently on stop 38. Really, it's not alot because at this airport, the stops skip numbers.
Sooner, or later, we got off. "Ding-Dong. Flight 35 boards in ten minutes." The speakers squealed. "Starbucks?!" I begged Zyan and, he finally said okay.
Yummy! I absolutely love vanilla bean frappes!
"Let's go banana boat." Zyan pulled me along.
" Nine hours on a plane?" I questioned as I buckled up.
Zyan nodded "Yup," he said popping the 'p'.
"Go to sleep." Zyan closed his eyes.
And with that, I was out like a light.
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WHATS WITH ALL THIS MESS?!
Lol.no. VOTE PEOPLE! VOOTTTEEE!!!!
