Naïve // Trixya

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TRIXIE POV:

My flight to Russia was awful. 12 hours on a plane crammed with people? no thanks! there was a crying baby on the flight that I wanted to throw out the plane and an old man who was hacking up a lung the entire flight. Oh did I mention I got stuck sitting beside some creepy bald middle aged guy who proceeded to hit on me the entire flight? like I'm flattered but also really gay.

as soon as I had the chance to get my bag and get off I did slipping between people with my bags trying to get some space to stretch. once I was no longer packed shoulder to shoulder with strangers I let out a panicked breath I didn't even know I was holding and stretched out cracking my bones. I took a minute to look at my surroundings and was amazed, this  airport was actually architecturally beautiful. I also looked at the people around me who where all staring at me. you could tell who was from Russia and who wasn't all the tourists in sweats and a hoodie or some variation of that and the native Russian people all in thick coats and furry hats. I looked down at myself in my pink leggings and pink hoodie my giant blonde hair in a ponytail with a full face of makeup. yea maybe I stand out a little.

I brushed off peoples stares as best as I could and walked to the front of the airport plopping myself down on a bench and texting Sasha.  

Trixie🎀:
- I'm here by the front by a sign that says русский выход.

Sasha👩🏻‍🦲:
- okay I'll come to the bench and get you be right there .

I read he text then clicked off my phone looking for a bald woman in green. Thats how Sasha descriped herself to me, its pretty vauge but I'm sure I'll find her. I just told her to look for the blone American in pink. I guess my description was pretty vague too.

" Tr-T-Trixie ." I heard a voice call. I shot up from my spot and of course my eyes were met with a bald woman in green rushing towards me.

" you look so, your not what I was expecting from Katya. You look like uh a doll no a uh bar- bar ugh whats the word bar-" I cut Sasha ending her struggle.

" Barbie?" I interrupted with a smile.

" yes that! Thank you." She said taking my hands in hers.

" no problem." I smiled turning my head to the side.

" I apologize for my English now it is not the best It is very basic , I am sorry." She spoke.

" its no problem at all." I said looking at Sasha more. She doesn't look like someone Katya would hang around with, well neither do I but still. Sasha looks like a real intellectual like if you tried to come for her should would destroy you and it would all be scientific facts.

" Trixie-Trixie." Sasha said waving her hand in front of my face.

" what oh yea whats up." I said

" we are going straight to see Katya right?"

" oh yes YES ! " I said suddenly remembering why I flew 12 hours to Russia in the first place.

" okay so..." Sasha dragged out the rest of her sentence jerking her head towards the exit.

" Lets go." I said with a smile trying to make things less awkward.