Finally my bags get packed. I've never had much clothes, that's the whole reason I wanted to save up money. To get new clothes and other stuff. But now I can't.
Packing the little clothes I have, with other belongings. I leave the house.
My mom yells at me from the door. "Don't leave! I'm your mother! Come back to this house right now!" I flip her off. Pulling my suitcase in the other hand.
I look at my phone to try to see where she booked a ticket at.
Las Vegas.
Ugh.
With the little money I have left I take a cab to the airport. "Where to?" A boy around my age asks, maybe a few years older. "The airport." My monotone voice whispers a bit.
*After the car ride.
I give the man a tip and walk into the quiet airport. The nights dark and windy. I only wear a black hoodie and some shorts, accompanied with my shoes of course.
The plane leaves in about 3 hours. Time to waste I guess.
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FanfictionBoris x Female Reader (Change anything that doesn't apply to you if you want) You move to Las Vegas. Well technically you ran away, and found yourself in Las Vegas. Being only 16 you have no where to live. That's until you meet two boys. #21- Russia...
