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Another day, another umprompted trip to some random destination to deal with another minor problem regarding the CĂłrcega brand she could easily delegate but didnât. Half of Yolotlâs life revolved around traveling and as used to it as she was and as much as she enjoyed it (a part of her enjoyed being up in the sky more than trapped on land) the commute was starting to wear her off.Â
Alas, she found herself sitting in the VIP room of some airline in JFK with a mild headache that made it impossible for her to read a book and her phone, browsing for something to do for the next couple hours as she waited for her plane. Drink in hand, the businesswoman chewed her lower lip and tapped the little app icon she had been avoiding for the last few months, immediately invaded by irecognizable faces and dull bios no conscious person could possibly fall for. There was a lot of scrutiny when it came to her swapping, a lot of criteria a certain candidate should meet to earn a right swap from the brunette and so far, no one met the points to earn it. âBueno pero parece que Nueva York se estĂĄ convirtiendo en Florida o un mal reality show de MTV ÂżQuĂŠ es esto? Jersey Fucking Shore?â she hissed to mostly herself as yet another shirtless jock was presented to her, making her roll her eyes. Was it so hard to present one self with a little bit of personality, abs aside? Yes, the abs had made her pause for a moment to consider her decision before rolling her eyes at the absurdity of it all. Originality, there wasnât much science behind online hook ups/dating.
( @paxbaldini )
Delayed flights were becoming regular on his latest trips, but thanks God for VIP rooms and their endless source of entertainment for times like this âAKA food and drinks. The only downside to this was the fact that the other person hanging there was no other than Yolo, and he knew his frustration would only get worse if they had their usual banters. Then again, there was no other place to kill time for the next two hours for him. Walking towards the brunette, he caught a glimpse of her screen, a very very familiar profile she had just dismissed in a blink of an eye. âOuch! Hard no for that one, huh?â That wasnât the way to greet someone, but she was already used to his antics probably, besides how else could he say when he had just witness being rejected like this? âTinder is just for sex, you know, not finding your soulmate or deep conversations after.â














