@viceessence liked for a starter based on this (3rd to last; it's past christmas but oh well)
"twelve. twelve whole hours," the redhead sighed with an exaggerated, nervous laugh. kris normally tripped over their words, mind moving a mile a minute. but this? this was beyond even their normal nerves. watching the monitors change. it was a layover. they didn't even have a hotel or know anyone in this city. the last plane out after finishing up work- hell, they were still dressed from work! the secretary felt like they could cry.
hands around their neck, kris curled up as much as they could, still standing so they weren't laying on the airport's ground. "you have got to be kidding me!" they whispered to themselves and felt the tears begin. tossing their head up, to the only other person who had seemed to have the connection, kris grabbed her attention, "p-pardon? do you have any tissues? i-i used all of mine earlier and i'm spiraling a-a-a b-bit h-here."
