𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲; 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐚

angel

EFFIE
chapter two

I drag my luggage across the germ-infested airport floor. I am in a sluggish state of mind, for I had yet to fully wake up. Brandon walks alongside me.

His hair is a mess and he appears to be struggling to keep his eyes open. It is quite reassuring that Brandon isn't a morning person either. This meant no 8am wake-ups.

We eventually made it through security and now we sat waiting to receive the okay for us to board.

I watch as Brandon rolls his head back and lets out a yawn, stretching out his arms as he does so.

"Why did you get tickets for a 5am flight?"

"Less crowds."

"Hm." I pause. "So what is your mom like?"

He looks over at me, smiling lazily.

"An angel."

I raise an eyebrow skeptically.

"So she's nice?"

"Extremely. That reminds me." He says, turning himself slightly to face me more. "I had sent her a picture of you. She thinks you're very pretty."

I can't help but smile.

Before I could offer a response other than a smile, a female voice speaks up over the intercom and announces that it is now time to board.

Brandon helps me up. We gather up all of our belongings and together we go on our way to board the plane.