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Russian Roulette
I Don't Know What To Call It
"Don't worry...it's quiet inside the plane." Jimmy spoke over the noise, carrying me up the steps. He entered the plane before setting me down. "So...what do you think?" I looked around, seeing that it was actually very roomy. He sat next to me, fixing his pants as he got comfortable.
"I like it," I smiled as he took my hand once more. He was pretty loveable, and I loved it!
"I hoped you would. We tried to make it as comfortable as possible in here," He smiled as everyone else came on the plane.
"How long is the ride?" I asked as someone shut the door to the plane, and it got pretty quiet.
"About five hours...six with turbulence," Syn explained.
"He's a gentleman, and a scholar," Zacky chuckled.
"Five hours...?" I asked, biting my lip. There was good and bad. Five hours to be with Jimmy and get to be with him, but five hours of being on a small plane, 35,000 feet above the ground...
"No worries, Baby Girl," Jimmy assured me, "You can always sleep...but we have TV and stuff like that to get your mind off of it."
"...H-how high does the plane go...?" Ash was pale now, which was kind of better than being as red as a tomato.
"It averages about 35 to 37,000 feet above sea level," Brian said.
"...Rad." She hated flying...so much so that it kicked up her anxiety. Shaking her head a little, she collapsed in the chair beside me.
"If you don’t like flying, I don’t suggest a window seat," Brian patted the spot next to him, "This would be more preferable. That way if you feel the need to puke, you have a straight shot!"
She didn't look like she wanted to get up. Johnny gently pulled her to her feet, giving her a reassuring smile. "You'll be okay, I promise."
"These seats are fun, as well." Jimmy pressed a button on his seat, and it let him spin around to face the rest of the plane. My eyes widened. What the fuck! This was amazing!
"Just don't do it too much," He chuckled, "Then you'll really throw up!"
"I want to spin..." I pouted.
"No, watch this." Jimmy spun around again, letting it lock into place. He reclined the seat, making mine move back as well. He took the arm rest and moved it up before wrapping his arm around me to pull me closer. "We can cuddle."
Zacky started snickering. "...Or you could blow him if the flight is bad!"
"Ew, you can do that. I'm good," I made a face, though smiled at Jimmy.
"If you want a pillow and a blanket, we have those."
"I'm comfy..." I admitted.
"Anything you want, Babe, just let me know. It's all yours," He smiled.
"Okay," I couldn’t stop smiling. He really was just amazing...
But this was going to be one long ride...
"I like it," I smiled as he took my hand once more. He was pretty loveable, and I loved it!
"I hoped you would. We tried to make it as comfortable as possible in here," He smiled as everyone else came on the plane.
"How long is the ride?" I asked as someone shut the door to the plane, and it got pretty quiet.
"About five hours...six with turbulence," Syn explained.
"He's a gentleman, and a scholar," Zacky chuckled.
"Five hours...?" I asked, biting my lip. There was good and bad. Five hours to be with Jimmy and get to be with him, but five hours of being on a small plane, 35,000 feet above the ground...
"No worries, Baby Girl," Jimmy assured me, "You can always sleep...but we have TV and stuff like that to get your mind off of it."
"...H-how high does the plane go...?" Ash was pale now, which was kind of better than being as red as a tomato.
"It averages about 35 to 37,000 feet above sea level," Brian said.
"...Rad." She hated flying...so much so that it kicked up her anxiety. Shaking her head a little, she collapsed in the chair beside me.
"If you don’t like flying, I don’t suggest a window seat," Brian patted the spot next to him, "This would be more preferable. That way if you feel the need to puke, you have a straight shot!"
She didn't look like she wanted to get up. Johnny gently pulled her to her feet, giving her a reassuring smile. "You'll be okay, I promise."
"These seats are fun, as well." Jimmy pressed a button on his seat, and it let him spin around to face the rest of the plane. My eyes widened. What the fuck! This was amazing!
"Just don't do it too much," He chuckled, "Then you'll really throw up!"
"I want to spin..." I pouted.
"No, watch this." Jimmy spun around again, letting it lock into place. He reclined the seat, making mine move back as well. He took the arm rest and moved it up before wrapping his arm around me to pull me closer. "We can cuddle."
Zacky started snickering. "...Or you could blow him if the flight is bad!"
"Ew, you can do that. I'm good," I made a face, though smiled at Jimmy.
"If you want a pillow and a blanket, we have those."
"I'm comfy..." I admitted.
"Anything you want, Babe, just let me know. It's all yours," He smiled.
"Okay," I couldn’t stop smiling. He really was just amazing...
But this was going to be one long ride...