seventy two hours :: lrh

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"did you just say sienna?" aspyn interrogated the young stranger standing in front of him in one lonely corner of the jam-packed waiting area of sydney airport, which seemed to be struggling to find an answer.

"no, i did not just say sienna," he spoke, his arms flailing around everywhere.  "you probably just, uh, hearing things. have you visited your doctor lately?"

"so what did you say?" she ignored his question; oh, how she hated it when someone would doge her question and ask her one instead. the blonde boy stopped flailing his arms around, using his pointer finger to refer to something behind aspyn's back. "i said, see ya to, uh, that guy over there!"

she looked at her back and saw through the huge glass wall not a single person on one of the runways of the airport. she turned around and raised her eyebrows at him. "i don't see anyone."

"that's because he's, uh, he's inside the airplane which just took off, like 7.5 seconds ago ..."

"right ..." aspyn laughed, and the stranger laughed along with her. "so, what's your name?"

"you ... you don't know me?" he stuttered, his laugh fading away.  "really?"

"i don't think so." aspyn shook her head. this day has been a roller coaster for her; first, she broke up with her cheating boyfriend. second, she embarrassed herself in a coffee shop. and third, some guy may or may have not just called her by her second name even though she doesn't even know his name. "i'm sorry, but have we met before? i have just been through so much today and i don't think i - "

"oh, no," he waved both of his hands on her face, as if to tell her to stop talking. "i must have mistaken you for someone else. so, just forget about everything i said. uh, hi, i'm ... luke."

"aspyn," she held out her hand to luke, but it took him a moment to process things and shake her hand. "so, was there something you'd like to tell me, luke?"

"yes!" luke said excitedly, his voice getting higher, but then lowered it when he noticed the old man and his grandchildren were giving him death glares. "i mean, uh, yeah. there's a seat over there that isn't taken. maybe you'd like to have it?"

aspyn was just about to thank the heavens for sending this angel down to earth to give her butt a place to rest, but then she looked over to her side and saw the old man scrunched up; he really looked so tired and in need of a place to rest his butt. and being the kind person she was, she declined luke's offer and went over to the old man instead.

"excuse me, sir?" she said politely, making the old man look over her direction. "there's a seat over there that you may like to, uh, take. if you want?"

"yes, yes!" the old man smiled in joy. "yes, thank you, young lady. may god bless you."

the old man happily made his way to the empty seat, his grand children following him and standing over him. aspyn turned to luke and saw he had a big smile plastered on his face, and his blue orbs were looking into her brown ones. "why are you looking at me like that?"

"what - me? looking at you?" luke snickered. "nah, i was just looking at the clock above your head, right there on the wall. i'm checking the time."

aspyn hummed, going over to stand right next to him. he was still looking at her face, then down to her neck. "so, uh, what're you listening to?"

the brunette loving beethoven was just about to respond to the blonde obviously loving black clothes when the speakers around the waiting area decided to turn up the volume of the woman voice speaking.

"calling the attention of ms. aspyn evans, calling ms. evans. a certain mr. michael clifford is looking for you. calling the attention of ms. evans, mr. clifford is looking for you. please come to the help center right now, again: please come to the help center right now. thank you and have a nice day!"

"jesus christ," aspyn hissed, putting on the hood of her sweatshirt before hugging luke not-so-tightly (she had a thing for hugging people.) "goodbye,  luke. it was nice meeting you but i really have to go now. see ya!"

and with that, aspyn went running around the airport, trying her absolute best to hide from her asshole of a boyfriend, including staying inside a toilet stall for thirty minutes and wearing big over-sized glasses while inside another goddamn coffee shop.

she could not afford to be seen by that little motherfucker again.

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"welcome aboard british airways bound for london. we are sorry for the delay in our departure.  please fasten your seat belt and refrain from smoking while the no smoking sign is on. "  

aspyn took a deep sigh of relief, mentally thanking the good lord above for not letting her see michael's face again and prayed that she would never, ever have to see his face again. moments later, she found herself thinking about luke and how he may or may not have called her by her middle name, like, an hour ago. she shrugged the thought off anyway, thinking it was just her mind playing tricks with her today. she glanced at her clock to see her time was stable, meaning she wasn't going to die anytime soon, even though she basically just defied her parents and her ex-boyfriend.

her mind was unfathomable at the moment, not being able to decide what it wanted or something. but then again, her thoughts always drifted back to the tall, lanky boy who got up from his seat to offer it to her, but she gave it to the old man anyway. when she saw his eyes, her head started to hurt, making her shut her eyes for a split second; it was like there was something she forgot that she wanted to remember, digging deep down in her brain for answers.

"a life jacket is in the pocket under your seat. to put it on, place it over your head. clip on the waistband and pull it tight. please do not inflate it while you are still inside the aircraft. an evacuation slide and life raft is at each door. your crew will direct you to your door. additional emergency exits are shown on the leaflet."

the flight attendant continued talking while aspyn was basically in her own little world, her earphones on with the volume on the highest level, ignoring the world; she mentally thanked whoever the hell created earphones. she was listening to mozart's symphony no. 40 when the little boy sitting beside her took one earphone and put in on his ear, making her glance at him.

"beethoven?" the blonde little nugget questioned her, and she corrected him, saying, "mozart."

"of course," he turned to face forward, not taking the earphone out of his ear. "this is good."

"wow, for a seven year old, that's good taste in music," aspyn complemented the boy, making his cheeks turn into a crimson red. he reminded her of her older brother, adam, with his fringe going to the right of his face, like the little boy nugget there. one thing they didn't have in common, though, was that adam was more into rock music than violin symphonies.

"ladies and gentlemen, please make sure your seat belts are fastened and your stomachs are in for we are about to fly in three ... two ... one."

and so, aspyn spent twenty three hours talking about ludwig van beethoven to the little nugget seated beside her and watching spongebob squarepants in the middle of night, thanks to insomnia and her excessive intake of coffee. but even while spongebob was making krabby patties, aspyn couldn't help thinking about luke and his gorgeous eyes and how she could've sworn she saw them before.

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(a/n): i didn't know how to end this lol

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