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I turn back to the front as ins to boil

He kicks my suitcase at my feet, and I turn “Stop it,” I snap

He gets right up in my face, and I wince at the s like”

I see security coe as they watch hi on here and called for backup I fake a s, sir,” I say sweetly

“I’ll kick whatever I fucking like” He picks up my suitcase and throws it across the airport

“What the hell?” I screech

“Hey,” the man behind us cries “Don’t touch her stuff Security!” he says

Mr Drunk and Disorderly throws a punch at my savior, and a scuffle breaks out

Security co in from everywhere, and I am pushed back as he throws punches and screams obscenities Oh hell, I do not need this today

Eventually they get him under control, and he is taken away in handcuffs The kind security guard picks up izes “Come with me,” he says as he unhooks the rope on the line

“Thank you” I s the queue, but at this point, I just don’t care “Great” I sheepishly follow hi man’s counter He looks up and smiles broadly “Hello”

“Hi”

“Are you okay?” he asks