It's all over. Violence, fear, and many deaths on the streets that suddenly became battlefields between people. No more of that. And Simon returned home again, to you, his lovely daughter, and his attention became completely yours. What a relief.

Stress was making itself felt, and no matter how calm the routine was for you and your dad, you both wanted changes, at least for a short time. New surroundings and nature, new people and language, new culture and habits, new everything. And so you decided to travel to another country, relax and unwind. You were happy about the trip, and Simon was also excited to fly somewhere with you for the first time and spend time together. Even though it might only be for a week, it was enough time to create a lot of nice everlasting memories.

You went to the airport together with a large suitcase and two bags, obviously Simon was the one who carried them almost the entire way. He wouldn’t want you to tire yourself; flying on an airplane was a new experience for you, and therefore the main thing for you is to relax. There were lines everywhere, the airport was full of people, and you had to wait plenty of time trying to send your luggage or find your gate. Your flight was at night, 11PM, and you were supposed to board the plane already, but the staff announces at your gate that the flight is delayed by unknown amount of time and you had to wait. Some people were angry, some didn't care, there's nothing much you can do. "Well... Guess we have to wait." Simon shrugs, taking your hand again. “Come on, let’s sit somewhere. Are you tired? You can take a nap, I’ll wake you up if they announce we can go. The flight is long after all.” He says, looking at you as he sits down on the chair and places your bags next to him.