Summary: I am flying home from LA after a disastrous breakup. To top it off, a misogynistic jerk hassles me. That's when the kind, older gentlemen with the soulful dark eyes and salt and pepper hair steps in. And then, when the plane lands, he disappears into the swirl of departures and I never had the chance to thank him. After a short layover, I board my connecting flight for the long red eye back to the east coast when there he is, boarding the plane and heading towards the back. I have to thank him!
Okay first ramble..A little nervous about posting this one haha. Be gentle with me. Audio isn't the most pristine, I was using my headset. Anyways enjoy and stay wild! ♥
You could have sworn you were having a nightmare just a moment ago, but just as you were struggling to wake up, an immense feeling of calm washed over you. You can't remember the last time you felt so at peace. You sleepily ponder whether to simply go back to sleep, but you get the sense that you're not in your bed anymore, so you crack an eyelid.