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Her eyes, a brilliant and dazzling blue. Her mane a glorious brown. Her lips so pink, so plump that he feels like he can kiss it all night long.

"Mister, can you please leave the plane? We've reached." The air attendant told him.

He opened his eyes and saw the air attendant.

Blue eyes. Brown hair. Plump lips.

Holy shit.

"You-" 

"Alice! Come here!" One of the air attendants called for her.

"Yes Mary!" She shouted."You have to leave now, I'm sorry." She stared at me for a moment and ran away.

I only stared at her. 

She could be her.

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