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Location : Lounge, Chicago O’hare International Airport
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Jet lagged from the 12 hour-long flight , there could be nothing better than hitting the bed, if that was an option, Seung would obviously prefer that over a lounge filled with returning and fresh batch of students of Kalopsia. Old friends laughing at their own jokes and chattering away, new ones socialising to make friends to “not die out of boredom” or “survive”, were predominantly the source of chaos as Seung assumed, without paying much attention. Although it did not bother her to the core, nor created discomfort to an extreme level, still what she felt was loneliness among the crowd, which was rather a disappointment, not particularly in any one person.
She reached for her phone. There was not anyone to notify that she reached Chicago safely, or more like there was not anyone worthy of it in her eyes. She only stared at the lockscreen, featuring a picture of the father and the daughter smiling at the camera and holding a ball. She turned it off then looked around, just when the death of Labelle was brought up, followed by a moment of silence. Neither greatly moved by the mention of an unfortunate news, nor insensitive towards it, Seung respected the silence. She had spotted a familiar face (Noé) at a distance from her, more precisely she noticed the back of the white head, as he seemed to fail to spot her and seated himself next to a girl, perhaps from Junior year like him.
Seung put on her airpods, began to watch a game of volleyball.
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