On The Plane

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YOUR P.O.V

So it was the day to leave London and be on our way to America. Me and Breonna called a taxi to pick me, Dan, and Phil up from our place once time.

At the moment, I was stressfully starting to get ready for the flight. I was packing every single little last minute item that I could think of.

I had kept two suitcases full of stuff under my bed ready for this day, although, I still wasn't prepared I guess... Either that or I was just so stressed that I couldn't function properly.

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After finally finishing cleaning the house, and preparing everything we could possibly need for the flight, I walked out into the kitchen to grab a bag of cheese-its.

I head toward the couch with my delectable bag of cheese its to sit down. There, I saw Breonna also sitting, but with the bag of Lays Classic Potato Chips.

"Gimme some of those chips please and thank you" I chuckled as I plopped down beside her.

"As if" Breonna responded in a sarcastic, joking voice.

I swiftly shoved my hand in the cheese-it bag and took out six cheese-its.

"I'll tell you what." I held out the cheese-its in front of her, pushing them around counting the number in my hand.

"I'll give you SIX CHEESE-ITS, for THREE CHIPS"

"No" she laughed.

"I'll meet you in the middle." She chuckled as she pulled out two chips.

"six cheese-its, TWO chips. It's only fair."

Giving her a weird look since clearly, that was not where even near the middle, and contemplating what it was we were even doing, I grabbed the two potato chips and threw her the 6 cheese-its.

"It's a deal." I said holding out my hand for her to shake, Breonna then smacking it. (I guess that's how deals were finalized with her)

We both laughed for a couple minutes until i started new conversation, remembering the whole random man at my house scenario.

Earlier that day, Breonna explained to me that it was all because she'd gone to a bar earlier that day with a few coworkers, and that man happened to be one of her friends that she went with.

James was his name. "And even if I was drunk" she said "bring home some random hairy ass man? Yeah, I don't think so."

I knew I had to forgive her, and I had seen her drunk before, so I knew she was the bitchy drunk anyways.

"Hey Breonna," I turned to look at her. I wanted to say I was sorry once more to her since I was still heated when she explained.

"Look, I really do forgive you, and I'm sorry for yelling at you... but I just want you to know that I'd hate to see it happen again so, please be careful for now on alright? Even if he was someone you knew, I'd at LEAST want you to tell me you'll be drinking before you go out." I have her a soft, reassuring smile.

"Yeah, and I'm truly sorry for letting it happen. But of course, I'll always let you know for now on. That was totally screwy thing that happened so..."

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