AU
Meme - Random Number Generator: #7 Stuck-in-an-airport-because-the-flights-were-SO-VERY-delayed-and-it’s-like-two-am AU
This was getting ridiculous! Reeve hoiked his laptop onto his shouder and dragged his carry-on out of toilets, hair around his forehead still damp and beard still glistening from where he had just splashed his face at the sink. The toilets smelled of urine, the only seats available were torture implements (all the ‘massage chairs’ had been commandeered by then-screaming, now-snoring kids), all the shops had shut down for the night and the only coffee that was available was the sludge that passed for ‘arabica’ from the crappy machines in the corridor.
Reeve was not the most important person in the world, that was sure, and he could usually complete his work wherever, and whenever, it was necessary. But the delay had gone from 2 hours, to 4 hours, to 5 and then 6. At this point he had exercised his rights as a consumer, but was told the flight was now expected for ‘early morning’, so overnight accomodation was only an option if he wanted to wait for another full day.
8 hours later and he was starting to wish he had gone to the hotel. At least there would be reliable wi-fi. Perhaps even a mini-bar.
Reeve sighed. His previous seat had been taken up by someone wanting to lie down and sleep, and the last thing the architect wanted was a confrontation. He scanned for another spot to ‘settle’ and hopefully get on with his next piece of work. There were a couple of seats free, next to that one man who clearly did not get the memo about the lounge being non-smoking, the nicotine haze around the guy putting the rest of the passengers off. Reeve grimaced and looped over to the other side, sitting down a bit too forcifully, bag slipping from his shoulder whilst his luggage fell from his hand to the floor with a clatter, “Dammit!”
