"Right but you'd make a lot more if you went here," she clicks the picture and zooms in.
Heather grabs the woman's phone and examines the image. There's a man in front of a building with a dog, he's smiling and kind of tilting at an angle.
"There's, a lot of dry land there." She scrunches.
The passenger laughs, "honey, you'll be loving that Florida water so much that you won't care how dry it gets." She crosses her leg in the seat.
"Gosh, i wish i could smoke in here."
Heather remains looking at the image. She already reminded the other guys that they're causing a scene. It went away but then her left thigh vibrates. She looks over at the fluffy white ball at the end of her purses zip line. The glow of her phone alerts her of a notification.
Her eyes focus back on the passenger's phone - as she feels she should return it at this point. "I don't know, i hear nobody stays in Vegas long." She hands the woman her phone back.
The feeling of someone else's finger prints on her brand new gloss case causes her to cringe.
She takes her phone back quickly.
"Ow," Heather winces snatching her hand and covering her knuckle.
"Sorry, new nails-heh-excuse me." The woman steps up and shimmies down the isle.
The plane rocks slightly.
Syeef opens the bathroom door. The smell of hand sanitizer and Texas water wipes Leo's face as he trades places with Syeef.
"Hey! Um-"
The bathroom door clicks shit. The green light above it switches to orange.
Syeef watches as the woman approaches him.
"Sorry, i was about to use that bathroom," she points over my shoulder like i don't know where she's referring to.
"Hah, i understand that but I just left there."
"Okay but,"
"I mean what'd ya want me to do about it"
"We'll be in Colorado shortly anyway and you guys just bought Frontier like it was a Bacon-egg-and-cheese-outta third ave's bodega."
The smell of flat Sprite permeates the double seats between Betty and Jared.
"Okay i think i see what you mean," she raises her nose while pink readers watch Caasi's house.
"Dammit, i think we missed it! Caasi's already switched. That means this thing's green lit." He whispers trying to look over the row of seats ahead of them.
Heather picks up her phone. She reads a text from Kenny that says 'who's got the bag?' She hears extra commotion up front, which sounds like an argument starting.
The plane rumbles. She leans to the side and sees Syeef talking to Paris.
She texts Betty, 'I think Paris has the money.' The bloop of the send button goes off.
Jared looks down at Betty's phone. She takes off the readers. "That means it ain't staying in Vegas."
"If this plane went down right now, what would your biggest regret be?" Syeef folds his arms.
"That i waited ninety minutes to get to a restroom." She looks over my shoulder. "Over here, yeah could you help me?"
Leo sits on the scratchy stainless steel toilet. He immediately pulls out his phone.
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R e t r o s p e c t • PSYPHY
RomanceHindsight is twenty-twenty. Although for Caasi Stintin even that is subject to change. His less than average life of mediocrity suddenly undergoes a shift. There's a death in the family. Little did he know the severity of the impact it would cause...
