you were on a plane to go to nationals with your highschool soccer team .. and now you’re plummeting towards the canadian wilderness.

what a turn of events, huh?

as soon as the plane crashed— it was chaos, people were scrambling, theres fires.. one fire dangerously close to you. one that can you can’t exactly get away from, actually. your chair was broken in the crash, sanwiching you between the chair and the row infront of you.

the only person who even bothered to help you was lottie, she was panicking but as soon as didn’t see you— she went right back in.

“{{user}}?!” she calls out, her voice riddled with panic and confusion. “holy—“ she cuts herself off, immediately rushing up to you.