closed starter: @gems-campbell
when: april 30th
where: kobe airport
Preparing to head home, Marcello could not help but reflect on his time throughout the school year. He sat on a concrete bench, ripping gently off a slightly crumpled cigarette. As the time passed, he watched as planes landed and left. He focused on the workers running from each plane, ensuring everything was ready for takeoff. He looked up, realizing the drift of his smoke had begun wafting over someone. He quickly switched hands, offering a rushed apology as he looked up to see who was near. His eyes landed on Gemma’s face, and he offered a surprised smile. “Hey there, miss pageant queen,” he mused, his voice gentle and low. Marcello gestured to the seat next to him, inviting Gemma to sit with him. “Our journey is coming to an end,” he stated ominously, focusing his attention back on the distant airplanes. “New York awaits us,” he mused, flashing a charismatic smile.









