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April 1st

2 fucking late flights. I've been sleeping all night and missed both of them.

10:03am

"Flight 1219 please report to the ticket line."

I got up instantly and grabbed my bag.
"SAM!"
I turned around to see Chandler running towards me.
"Wait!" He screamed.
I stopped and he ran up to me.

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry-"
I shook my head, "Just stop."
He shook his head.
"I don't wanna hear it." I said.

His heart broke with his eyes.
"I don't give a damn if I'm being dramatic, I'm going home..by myself." I said.
"Sam please just-"
"No." I said.
"You can catch the next flight." I said and walked off.

He stood there just completely broken and yet I just kept walking and boarded the plane.

Cause I no longer cared if he decides to care almost 2 days later.