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

[meepmeepmeep]

Beaker nodded. Because he was indeed just repeating "meep."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[likesthebeatsandshouting]

Good! They were in agreement. "I am Jaylah, Meep."

Yeah, his name was now Meep if anyone asked her.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[meepmeepmeep]

Beaker looked a little confused, but shrugged. He'd get it cleared it up later. Somehow. Maybe with a notebook or a nametag.

He gave a friendly little meep in reply, but refused to come out from behind the chair.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[likesthebeatsandshouting]

It was a perfectly good position. A little lacking in the ability to make a quick escape, though.

She nodded like they had come to an understanding. Because they totally had. If you asked her.