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Airport Departure

Penulis: E L Simon
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-19 22:04:33

Lukas stepped out into the cool air, pulling his hoodie tighter with one hand and gripping his phone in the other.

He brought up a ride app and stabbed his thumb at the screen, muttering under his breath. "Come on, come on..."

The sooner he could get to the airport and away from all this, the better.

Behind him, the glass doors slid open.

"You're seriously calling a cab," Aiden said as he joined him on the sidewalk.

Lukas didn’t look up. "I need to get to the airport, remember?"

“You know I hav
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