" Come on buddy, just find your seat and take it!" Some stranger yelled from down the line, little did the man know how hard he was trying. "Sure would you mind standing up and letting me take a seat? There are people waiting." This time Robert's usual patience was nowhere to be found and the man blocking him from his seat headphones were off and in his grasp. "Oh sorry man I got really into my book, just gettin' to the good part. I'll move right away oh, and my name's Peter. " Robert finally getting to his seat should have made him feel better but not when he's in the middle. This time is no exception, with a lumberjack that had a few too many marshmallows and not enough showers on the left, and-. Looks like he reads cheesy romance novels -because he knows his marriage is failing- and goes to church to pray for a new laptop on the right. Roberts seat isn't even his anymore, the two on either side of him are invading his space, now all he can pray for is the flight to start and end fast. "Sorry, there will be a delay, a plane broke down and we can't get around it, they say it will take thirty to forty minutes. Thank you for understanding and we will be handing out water for people who want it." Though Robert looked calm on the outside his mind was buzzing with profanity, this is going to be one, 'long a$$ flight.'
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Short StoryThis is from when I was in 8th grade so beware, it's not that bad but it's not exemplary:) A few things I'm proud of. Some unfinished. Some from school. And some from my feels. If you wanna edit or give me tips I'm all for it... if you also wanna co...