"Urgh, I can't believe it," she muttered to herself as she jogged to the bus stop at the airport. She'd only just parked her car but she was already 30 minutes late. She just knew any minute now-
And there it was.
"Yes, Megan?" she said breathlessly into the phone.
"Where are you?" Megan huffed.
"I just got into the car park. I'll be with you... Soon, depending on how long it takes the bus to get here. Maybe 25 minutes max?" Just then she saw the bus rounding the bend at the end of the car park. "Never mind, make that 10 minutes. Ok? Sorry!"
She heard Megan huff again. "You're lucky I love you."
"I love you too!" she responded. "I'll see you soon!" With a last goodbye from each of the girls, they hung up just in time for her to jump up onto the bus and greet the driver.
It was her turn to huff as she dumped herself onto a window seat and lost herself in her thoughts as she watched the planes landing and taking off on the runway in the distance.
The journey through the car park was short and within minutes the terminal building was visible. They had made good time and so as she got off the bus – not forgetting to thank the driver, of course – she figured it would hurt no one if she were to make a quick detour to the toilets since she hadn't had the time to go before she left.
Hence, rather than taking the exit on the right and a bit further along the terminal building and where Megan would be waiting for her, she headed towards the left exit, walking as fast as she could with her full bladder.
The terminal building wasn't too busy when she entered, with only a few groups and couples milling about the place. One of the groups was stood almost right outside the toilets, and she smiled as she heard the Asian language they were speaking; airports were a hub for all kinds of people, and that's why she liked them.
Much like the airport, the toilets were empty, and she was done in there within minutes. Though clearly it was not fast enough for Megan, whose name flashed on the screen as she pulled out her phone after she felt it vibrating in her pocket. She'd already been lightly jogging as she left the toilets, and with a phone now in hand...
The next event should have been obvious to her.
With a reasonable amount of force, she collided with a solid figure in front of her. The angle mixed with surprise knocked her off her feet and with an uncomfortable oof her rear end made contact with the hard airport floor.
For a moment, she just sat there winded, at a loss for words and oxygen. With surprising speed, her other half of the collision was bent down in front of her. She looked up from the floor and up into his face.
For a moment it seemed as though all time stood still as she looked into his eyes, and it even seemed like she had somehow forgotten how to breathe. His eyes looked into hers like none had ever done before, with more care and worry than she'd seen expressed in eyes before.
If only time would stand still so they could stay like this forever, she thought. She realised then though that this chapter of her life would never end if that was the case.
No matter how unwilling she was, she broke eye contact with him by looking down at the floor and pretending to look for any injuries. Even if she didn't want this chapter to end, that didn't mean that that would be the case for everyone; after all, stories only continue with the finishing of a chapter.
"Are you ok?" she heard a deep voice ask. It was when she now looked up at him that she noticed he was wearing a face mask and she recoiled slightly in shock or surprise; she wasn't exactly sure which.
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