F2F → EASTLEM
Never had Salem ever had a problem with flying but this long flight was beginning to take a toll on her. The longer she remained surrounded by people, the more claustrophobic she appeared to become. So it was no surprise that the moment she stepped off the plane, relief began to make its way through her and she stubbornly refused to even think about the flight she would take back home. That was a worry for another time. Right now all she wanted was to see Easton and --
It was in that moment that she spotted the brunette and her lips curled into a big, bright smile. Knowing that she was here made something tight around her heart unfurl, the pain she’d been feeling fading, if only for the moment. She didn’t think twice about what she was doing when she began to move forward, her feet appearing to carry her out of their own volition. “East...” Her bag dropped to the ground the instant they were within touching distance and she threw her arms around Easton, holding on tighter than she probably intended. “I missed you.” She whispered, pleased to finally be here, to be able to make up for the pain and sorrow she had caused.
