" WE DO NOT EXIST IN ANY OTHER INSTANT
HERE IN THIS DIMENSION
YOU AND I ARE MEANT TO BE
I HAVE WAITED LIFETIMES TO FIND YOU
NOW THAT YOUR'E HERE, I CAN REMIND YOU
OF THE THINGS YOU'VE BEEN DREAMIN'
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── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ── 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 | 012. Airport craze | | real life x social media | ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──
" STAY READY " SWXFTTWIX...JHENÉ AIKO SOCIAL MEDIA X REAL LIFE " airport craze " 2024
REAL LIFE...
LAX INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT TERMINAL LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
The early morning sun streamed through the expansive windows of the airport terminal, casting a warm glow over the bustling scene. Alicia and Gracie stood in front of the check-in counter, their excitement palpable. Alicia could hardly believe it—she was finally embarking on her trip to Paris, the city she had dreamed about. The energy in the air buzzed with anticipation as travelers rushed to their respective gates, but for Alicia and Gracie, time seemed to stand still.
"Look at us! Can you believe it? Paris!" Gracie exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she adjusted the oversized sunglasses sitting atop her head. The sleek leather suitcase at her feet seemed too small to contain the whirlwind of emotion she was radiating.
Alicia grinned widely, her own sunglasses perched on the bridge of her nose. "I know! It feels surreal. Do you think we packed enough outfits to take over Fashion Week while we're there?"
"Definitely! And if not, we'll just make our own runway wherever we go," Gracie laughed, tapping a playful finger on Alicia's shoulder. "Can't you just picture it—the Eiffel Tower backdrop, us strutting like we own the place?"
"Oh, absolutely. I'll just need to work on my 'fierce' face," Alicia replied, her tone dramatic as she struck a pose, one hand on her hip and the other cocked dramatically over her brow. She burst into laughter, unable to keep a straight face.
The attendant at the counter called them forward, and they shuffled up, barely able to contain their excitement as they handed over their passports. With their tickets in hand and luggage checked, the two friends made their way through security, giggling and sharing conspiratorial glances with every step.
