What the fuck? Charlie thought as he squinted at the unwelcome rays of light peeking through the window. He rubbed his eyes and stretched, not caring that what had originally started as a short nap turned into a full 12 hours’ rest. He thought he at least had some time for some shut-eye before going to Lauri’s, but apparently, he underestimated his jet-lag. Checking the calendar on his phone, he threw gathered his shit quickly into his suitcase and checked out of the hotel. At least we’re on the same plane, he mused, it’s been a while since I’ve done anything. Or two days.
He hailed a cab, speaking the little Spanish he knew to navigate himself to the airport. As he walked through security and terminals, Charlie realized that he had barely put any thought into what awaited him in the upcoming hours, but he wasn’t surprised when he didn’t find excitement among the little variation of emotions. Why should he, right? Lauri was a nice girl, but that hardly mattered. It wasn’t like he was in for anything serious enough for feelings, anyways. Finding her brown hair almost immediately as he boarded the plane, he threw his carry-on overhead and plopped into the seat adjacent from her. “Hey,” Charlie crooned as he flashed Lauri an award-winning crooked smile. “I’m sorry I missed out on last night.”
Lauri couldn’t wait to get the fuck out of Barcelona. She didn’t know Spanish and she didn’t know what to do with herself anyway. She didn’t exactly have anyone to hang out with, anyway. Having not slept a second the night before, Lauri was already packed and dressed, watching movies she didn’t understand by the time they were called to the airport. She grabbed her suitcase, bidding adieu to the foreign city and made her way down to the lobby. One she was outside, she hailed a cab, struggling to tell the driver her destination and sighed in relief once he started driving. It took about 10 minutes to actually make it to the airport and Lauri tipped the driver, finding her way through the crowds of people and to security.
Once she was past everyone and on line to board the plane, she looked around, seeing that she was only one there. She wondered if everyone was already on the plane, but once she made it up the steps and into the cabin, she noticed that she was actually the first to make it. She took her seat after putting her bag in the overhead compartment, choosing to be by the window. Her eyes wandered out the window, taking in the final sights as she readied herself to leave. She heard someone shuffling next to her and felt someone sink into the next seat. Turning her head, she saw Charlie, the guys she had just so previously met and listened to his words, shaking her head at his words. “Don’t worry about it. We still have the flight.” A devilish smile crossed her lips and she crossed her legs, her already short skirt rising higher up her thigh.
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