| Chris Summers ( @ 2009-03-29 21:42:00 |
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| Entry tags: | char: christian summers, char: tobias shaw, loc: near nyc, r: pg, stat: incomplete |
WHO: Chris Summers and Tobias Shaw
WHAT: A speed bump on the trip home
WHEN: Sunday night
WHERE: JFK International Airport
RATING: PG
Chris stretched his arms and legs out, trying to shake the sleep away as he moved along the slow line of passengers disembarking from the jumbo jet. He'd just completed the last leg of his flight home. The weekend in the Swiss Alps had been nice, a needed weekend away. Now, too soon, things were getting back to hectic, unpredictable normality.
"Where are you?", Chris talked loudly into his cellphone. "What are you doing out there? You're supposed to be here! Accident, right. How long? An hour?" A frustrated sigh left his lips. "Fine as soon as you can get here."
Chris flipped the phone shut, visibly irritated. Some of the other passengers were staring. Let them stare. Taking a moment to think, Chris decided to make the best of the situation. He carried his carry-on bag through the terminal with him to the baggage pickup. Once he'd retrieved his other bags, he headed for the food court. He still had about a half hour to wait, may as well eat something. While getting food from Cinnabon, coffee from Starbucks, and a newspaper, he left his bags at a small table with two chairs at it. He did feel better once he had the cinnamon rolls, coffee, and paper in his hands and was walking back to his place. Maybe having a few moments to himself here wasn't such a bad thing.