BWI Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning

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One of the very few perks of having a meteorologist for a mother was that Amy could almost always avoid weather-related flight delays by relying on her mom for information. That was usually very convenient, but today it meant that due to anticipated late morning storms in northern Texas, Amy had been forced to fly in at ass o'clock in the morning so that she wouldn't run the risk of missing the bus to school. So it looked like she was the first person to reach the Fandom High banner in the airport lounge, and while Amy had always had hopes of one day winning a race, this wasn't quite what she had had in mind.

Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.

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"I hope not," Anna said. "And if it is just us, then -- we still have one another, right?"

They could be the two outcasts who didn't now everyone else. It didn't sound half so lonely if it wasn't just you.

"I wasn't ... in school before," Anna said, carefully. "We kind of had a governess? And then just, Mama and Papa."

After the gates had closed, but that went in the category of Things Not To Bring Up to New Possible Friends.

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Wow. Bougie.

"Huh. This might be a little different than you're used to, then," Amy suggested delicately. She couldn't even imagine the whole living-with-a-governess lifestyle. She had to assume it was basically like meta The Sound of Music, only without the war in the background. "I bet you're really looking forward to some independence, huh?"

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"I really am," Anna said. Like, more than Amy could possible realize, here. "And meeting people! We were all cooped up in that -- in the house, and here there are just -- people. Everywhere!"

If she thought the BWI Lounge was crowded, then she was possibly going to hyperventilate at the picnic. But air was for people who weren't filled with squee.

"Why are you coming here?" she asked, before adding, "If that's not, um. Rude. To ask."

Still rusty at conversation.

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Time to see how well this excuse went over with people. "My mom and stepdad are doing some renovations on our house," Amy said with a shrug of one shoulder. "The builders need the space to work and my room's the biggest. And I think they're knocking out one of my walls or something?"

If she sounded a little ill-informed about the process, it was because she didn't really care about the construction. She just wanted to avoid her best friend until she found a way to come clean about experimentally sleeping with said best friend's boyfriend.

"What about you?"

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This was around the moment that Anna realized that "My sister sent me here because she doesn't like me being engaged" might sound a little ... odd, to other people.

"I -- my sister thinks I've been cooped up too much," she said, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. It was true enough, but she hated being dishonest-ish. "So I haven't met people and she thinks I need to, because, you know. Meeting people."

Not marrying the literal first new person she had seen in ten years, kind of thing.

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"I think meeting people is overrated," Amy offered gently. "But that's just me. Living totally alone can't be a barrel of laughs either."

She didn't know the half of it.