Trent POV
I lounged idled and languidly on the bench in the airport until it was time to depart.
For the next five hours or six in the air, I was a slouch, wearing the hood of my hoodie over my head to hide my busted face.
The man next to me was delighted as I nodded at him when he asked if was done with my untouched meals.
He devoured everything greedily and began prying into my business when he was done. He asked a couple of infuriating questions, I went on and plugged in my headphones to impede his voice into my hearing.
When the plane landed it was over five in the morning in Oregon due to the time difference between the two states.
I've never been here, but I have a map on my phone and they have taxis to help.
The man that drove me in his cab was older, the whole time h
