"Thank you for choosing us for your flight. The local time is 10:53PM, We hope you enjoyed, and welcome to Philadelphia!" The flight attendant announced
I rose from my seat, grabbed my backpack, and walked out of the airplane.
Almost immediately I was hit with something I was used to being away from, humidity.
"Damn, I forgot how humid this place is" I thought as I exited the gate.
As I walked through the halls of the airport memories started to flood back to me
As I arrived home from graduation I set my cap on the table and began to take off my gown. I sigh as I got from graduation exactly what I expected. One person showed up in support of me, ONE. My mother. She flew in from Washington State to come see me. My father, who is the mayor delivered his speech and just left. He didn't even bother to glance in my direction at anytime during the speech, or after it. He just left. I think he blames me for my mother divorcing him, but that doesn't excuse ignoring your son since 6th grade. That did it. I packed my bags, bought a last minute ticket to Denver, and left. Not even bothering to leave a note.
I started to tear up at that memory. The last one I have of this place. And as I exited the airport I decided to call an Uber, I mean, how else was I going to get to Berk?
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As I thanked the driver, I stared at my destination. 2198 Village Square. The home of my childhood friend, and the only one who would have given a damn when I left, Fishlegs Ingerman.
I knock on his front door and wait. I hear some shuffling and a soft "Who the hell knocks at the door at midnight?" From a voice I immediately recognize as Fishlegs'. The door opens, and his Jaw Drops to the Floor.
"Hey Fish," I said "Mind if I crash here tonight?"
