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aren't you forgetting something? || lisoo

Lisa tried- and failed- to suppress a yawn as she came to a standstill beside the baggage claim area in JFK international airport. Even though it was just past eight in the morning, the sixth busiest airport in the United States was buzzing with activity as people bustled around catching connecting flights, searching for their luggage, and reuniting with loved ones.

Dodging a tall man with a couple of large duffle bags, Lisa found a spot where she could see the baggage carousel and try to find her duffel. She ran a hand through her tousled jaw length hair, grateful that she had sent most of her belongings ahead of her so that she wouldn't have to juggled multiple pieces of baggage while trying to find her way to her apartment.

All she needed right now was her bag, a long nap, and a healthy dose of caffeine.

She saw her lone duffel bag slide down the conveyor and begin it's path tracking across the carousel towards her. Lisa followed its progress, but her eyes caught when the black bag was hefted off of the conveyor by a petite brunette.

Lisa regarded the woman for a second, she was a decent three or four inches shorter than Lisa was, and had her gently curling brown hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. Her incredibly toned legs were on full display in a sinfully tight pair of yoga pants as the woman bent over the small collection of luggage beside her. She already had two suitcases and Lisa's duffel on the ground next to her, and her eyes were back on the carousel looking for more.

Lisa pushed her glasses up her nose, and ran a hand through her bangs to give it some semblance of order before making her way across the crowded airport.

"Hello." She smiled kindly as she came up beside the shorter woman.

The brunette mirrored her smile, and Lisa quickly decided it was one of the most beautiful things she'd seen, "Hello."

"I believe you've taken my bag." Lisa said, nodding at the black duffel.

"Have I?" The brunette bent down to examine the tag, standing again with a slight blush, "I'm so sorry, I swear it looks exactly like mine."

Lisa pulled the large black bag over her shoulder, "Don't worry about it." She desperately wanted to find a way to prolong her interaction with the stunning brunette, but she was quickly feeling her time running out as warm chocolate eyes roved over her face.

Suddenly, the brunette's eye snapped to just behind Lisa, "Oh, my bag!" She exclaimed as a pink suitcase just rounded the corner.

Without really thinking, Lisa dropped her duffel and jogged around the carousel to catch the suitcase and heft it off the belt. She rolled it back to the brunette, "Are you sure this one is actually yours, or have you just had me steal a stranger's bag?" Lisa teased lightly.

The brunette blushed slightly, rolling her eyes and checking the tag for good measure, "No, this is definitely mine."

"Good." Lisa shifted awkwardly for a moment, she could feel the brunette's entertained gaze on her.

Losing her nerve along with any excuse to stay with the brunette, Lisa's shoulders drooped slightly and she turned to leave. She gave the woman one final smile before she began walking away, already berating herself in her head for not having the courage to make a move.

Lisa made it exactly four steps before a voice stopped her.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Lisa turned around to regard the smirking brunette, a question already forming on her lips before the shorter woman walked the four steps to Lisa so they were once again standing next to eachother. She pressed a piece of paper into Lisa's hand.