I'm sitting on the stainless steel bench and darting my eyes around the luxury and massive airport, living in boredom as my flight was delayed.

Soon, I get a phone call and it's from my partner in crime. I smirk before answer it.

I'm laughing and shaking my head during the call.

"Who said we were terrorists?"

I end the call and notice a young lady staring at my phone for a good 10 minutes. Maybe she's confused and suspicious of me?

"It's an inappropriate to staring at stranger's phone like that, young lady."

I smile and slightly turning my body to facing her.