BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[thegreatmanfredo]

Saturday morning, an elderly teal and white RV pulled into the dropoff lane outside the airport and disgorged a lanky teenaged boy and his bags onto the pavement, the driver asking him as he went if he had his laptop, migraine medication, and assorted other essentials. "Now get going and make some friends," she told him. "I've got a consult to get to in Virginia."

"I love you, Grandma," he said, and closed the door of the RV. As Xylda peeled out on her way to, he assumed, her next mark, Manfred headed into the airport, stopping off at Starbucks for a caffeine infusion before following airport employees' instructions until he found the right room. He was apparently the first one here, but he knew it was the right place because of the incredibly glittery banner.

High school, here he came.

Comments

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[white_oleander]

Quelling the slight urge to reach out and take it out of politeness, Astrid just curled over her drawing a little more and pretended like she didn't see it, and wished there were more people here so the clown could go bother someone a little more receptive or naive.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[meepmeepmeep]

Beaker made a sad little meeping noise and put it on the chair near her, then began another, well, snake.

He was not a very good balloon artist.