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not really, just an asshole in the cast. are you avail to ft?
for you? always
Fri Apr 26 at 3:37 PM
next week
whats your plan?
what do you mean?
…well seeing as gabe is now living in your apartment
oh, im stayingwith jackson and gen
or…
oh darn, gotta get to makeup, tudaloo!
Sat May 4 at 5:37 AM
kinda freaking out
your flight isn’t going to disappear for five years hannah
you dont know that
you really shouldnt be watching manifest the night before you board a flight
you may be onto something
taxying, g2g
FIFTY-FOUR
HANNAH
I take slow steps up the stone walkway and survey the window boxes filled with bright yellow daisies. Letting out a deep breath as my hand touches the worn brass doorknob, the smell of freshly brewed coffee hits me first as I step inside, and I feel my chest swell with warmth.
Jackson had been intent on picking me up at the airport, but when I reminded him how early my flight was slated to get in, the idea of me getting a rideshare from the airport got progressively more attractive. The sun is settled just over the horizon as I step fully over the threshold, the balmy May air thankfully being left at the door as I become enveloped in their central air conditioning.
“Hey,” I call out into the quiet house.
Gen and Jackson aren’t particularly known for their early morning activities, so I fully anticipate them both being in bed. If I couldn’t smell the nutty aroma of the coffee being brewed, I would head up to crawl into bed and talk to them in a fewhours.
“I’m in the kitchen,” Gen responds just as I step into the expansive space.
The kitchen is a stunning blend of old and new. The tall, light wood cabinets dwarf the space but provide a cohesive look with the lower half painted in the same natural hue. The light granite countertop glistens under the early morning sun that streams through the window above the sink, illuminating an otherwise modern yet traditional atmosphere.
As soon as her eyes meet mine, Gen is handing me a mug of steaming hot coffee, the scent invading my senses as I take a deep breath.
“Thank you.”
“Of course. How was the flight?”
“It was a flight,” I laugh before pulling the cup to my lips and taking a sip. “I was sat next to a family going to Disney and I guess they had a connecting flight in Atlanta. I don’t have an issue with kids, but damn, this kid wouldn’t shut the fuck up.”
“Yeah, that’s no fun.”
