"You know what Ross, I have the most amazing idea for this hour" I smirked
"I'm not getting a very good vibe from this Olivia, but as long as it's better than our handshake.. please carry on"
"Remember stick insect working behind check in?"
"Mmhmm" Ross nodded
"Let's make up a scene and go annoy her!" I grinned while Ross matched my facial expression
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"No Margaret! We can't go to China!" Ross yelled at me while trying not to crack a grin. We were currently having an argument as Margaret and Peter, an old married couple, in front of check in, forming a pretty large queue behind us.
"But Peter! It's our honeymoon! 69 years and you don't want to go to China!?" I exasperate
"Excuse me but would you two please-"
"Not now, Blender we're having a discussion here!" Ross says reading stick insects name tag
"It's Glenda actually" she scoffs "now can you please-"
"No Peter! It's China or I'm leaving you!" I yell bringing back the old topic
"Come on Margaret! We can work this out 69 years is such a special number! In many ways" he winks at Glenda, aka stick insect and I can't let out a snort
"Oh Peter you kinky little-"
"SECURITY"
And with that we ran.
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Storm//r.s.l short story
FanfictionWhen storms on Christmas Eve cause all flights to be delayed Olivia and Ross are left finding ways to fill the time (smut warning for later on)
