New York City
April 24, 04:09 EST

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Sam yawned and slouched down even más in his seat.

“Sam!” acebo exclaimed.

Sam groaned and hauled himself up-right in his chair. “How much longer?” he asked, yawning again.

“Thirty minutos ago.” acebo said, glancing at her watch. “They had a storm over Hong Kong when she took off, but I don’t see—“

“She’s fine.” Sam said, placing a hand on his girlfriend’s shoulder. “Except she’s late.”

acebo sat in silence for herself. Had Sam been awake, he would’ve noticed his girlfriend fighting an inner-battle with herself.

“Sam, while we’re sitting here with nothing to do, I wanna—“

“Flight 279 Now Arriving.”

“Finally.” Sam said, standing up and stretching his limbs. He fixed his chaqueta and made sure he hadn’t been pick-pocketed before walking off to the terminal. acebo hesitated before following, biting her lip.

The door to the terminal opened and a few Asian passengers debarked, most exhausted and stumbling. One red-haired girl fought her way through the businessmen and ran over, hugging Holly.

“Sis!” she exclaimed.






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