“No, I’m deadly serious, the plane is not taking off... Aubrey, do not put Dad on the phone, he’ll only make me feel guilty for-” Archie’s gaze lands on the person who has suddenly materialised in front of her, and she cuts herself off. How is the entire goddamn town here? “Look, just tell him I’m sorry and I’ll make it up to him at Winter Star, alright? I’ve got to go...”
She only lets her brother get through half of his goodbyes before she hangs up. “Want to borrow my cell?” She offers gruffly, unable to come up with any other reason they might’ve approached her.














