Rendezvous
It would take forty-five minutes just for the taxi ride home, but she'd thought maybe he would've sent her a courtesy text to let her know that the plane had safely landed.
At that moment, the strumming of a guitar filled the room through unseen speakers, and the girls began to belt out the lyrics to a song by Jewel. They sounded awful-- off-key, and out of sync. It didn't take long before the crowd, unimpressed, went back to fighting for their conversations to be heard, inevitably drowning the girl's voices out.
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