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I sat with my coffee by a huge window that showed off the snow covered run way. Though it was a pretty sight, it caused me to be stuck here in New York instead of England with my family so I despised it. After a few minutes my newly found friend came and joined me.

"The only information they were giving out is that there won't be any incoming or out going flights for at least 7 hours" I groaned at this news

"Ok here's what we're going to do. I'll hold back the lady on check in, you punch her repeatedly until they agree to have a flight out to England. Got it?" I said seriously while Ross laughed at me

"Yeah and when the plane crashes because of the storm we'll pop open a bottle of champagne and have a party" he said sarcastically while I rolled my eyes

"Fine well what are we going to do for 7 hours?! The airport is basically deserted" it was true, most people had left. People gone to find hotels at short notice or other places to stay, there were only few of us that were willing to stay until the flights were taking off again. "Where are your family anyway?"

"At home, where I should be" he chuckled

"You can say that again" I mumbled and took another sip of my coffee.

"Let's think of something to pass the time then" Ross said while replacing the beanie on his head

"For 7 hours? We're going to need a long fucking activity for that" he sighed at my negative response.

"Okay Olivia, how's about a new activity for each hour?" He smirked at his suggestion

"One sec" I held my finger up to him while draining the rest of my coffee and throwing it into the nearest bin "let's do this"

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