Warning- Scottish slang ahead
Sean’s POV
My thirteen-hour flight landed in Edinburgh at ten in the morning. We made one stop that lasted a few hours so the plane could refuel. While I sat in the airport sipping on coffee, I checked the prices of private jets. I would need to make about one million dollars before I could buy one. This was my first goal when it came to earning money because flying with a bunch of humans made me uneasy.
Once we landed in Edinburgh, I got my two bags and went to find a vehicle. There was a rental place at the airport so I went inside. After about twenty minutes, I had the keys to a Ford Focus. I loaded my bags and left the airport. Charlie kept reminding me to drive on the wrong side of the road. I kept telling him to calm down, I had this.
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