The Deception Game

Sweet Revenge // Part 2

About half an hour passed in silence as we both finished our coffee and I enjoyed the luxury of both the arm sets.

It was amazing. It was beautiful. It was the feeling of victory.

Throwing his cup aside, Arsen got up from his seat and moved to open the compartment—the same one which I'd pretended to put the coke bagpack in.

After rummaging through, he took out his laptop and sat back down, working on his emails.

He had said something about inheriting his grandfather's company which meant he ran it now.

He obviously had work to do.

CEO (which I'm purely guessing he is) are busy like that.

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Not five minutes had passed and I was getting sick of the silence so I started.

"You know one time I was on this plane and there was some serious turbulence problem that we had to open the oxygen masks but there was some maintenance problem and they didn't open till the last second."

He stopped typing whatever he was typing, turning to stare at me blankly.

It was quite clear that he didn't believe a word that'd come out of my mouth.

Well, it was worth the shot.

I tried it on a random lady with a four years old kid during my flight here and let's just say that it was quite effective when two flight attendants had to come and calm her down while throwing me dirty looks.

He went back to his work and a few seconds later when I got bored again from chipping the paint off of the armrest, I wondered out loud.

"Why do they call it cockpit?"

And burst out laughing like it was the funniest thing.

The laugh was real. It really was a wondering question and when spoken out loud, it was fucking hilarious.

I turned to look at him and he just stared at the ceiling while sighing.

He sighs a lot.

Damn does he have breathing problems?

"Do you really have to do this while I am working?" He pondered with irritation.

I grinned. This was working better than the physical torture.

I now understood the term mental torture has much greater results than physical one.

"Yup." I replied while popping the p.

Taking out a coin from my pocket, I said.

"Heads I detonate the bomb I planted on this plane, tails I don't."

He turned to me once again with eyes flashing exasperation and annoyance.

I grinned in his direction once again and flipped the coin and what a traitor it was!

It didn't even flip in the air once, just flew in the air and then changed its direction and hit Arsen's head again.

I know I suck at flipping coins but did it have to betray me in such a way?

In front of the most pompous ass who won't let it down. Don't ask me how i knew that. I just did.

It hit his head and bounced off to lie in his lap.

We both looked at it and few moments of awful silence, and then.... He burst out laughing. His howls of laughter reverberated around the whole empty plane and it was incredible.