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Ryan

Wheels screech as the plane touches down at LAX

The older wo next to me stretches her arms over her head as she yawns Her hand taps etic “I’m sorry”

“It’s fine”

“Your first red eye?”

“I guess it is”

“You get used to them”

I nod Turn my cell off airplane mode The time refreshes, but my texts and emails stay silent

“Why were you in Hawaii?”

“A wedding”

“Hoeet?”

“No” I slide es I already got a yes fro talk me out of this “It’s today”

“Oh”

“I had to… irlfriend needs me”

She rests her hand on her heart Makes that oh, hoeet noise “Will you two be next?”