auction and insane house comp - i got your bag at the airport and need to find you now
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Jet lag is already kicking in. Albus doesn't really want to have to go through the luggage check, but he waits for the little conveyer to bring his suitcase around. He's glad that the cute guy from his flight is also waiting at the same station — he's really cute and nice distraction as Albus waits. What a good jawline. The guy looks antsy, tapping his foot and looking at his watch.
Finally Albus' suitcase comes around — the small black one with the green tag — and he grabs it, noticing that the Cute Plane Guy has the same type, but without the green tag.
"Good thing I have this tag, huh?" Albus says to him, gesturing with his suitcase. "Or else we might them mixed up."
The Cute Plane Guy looks at him furrowing his brows. Albus falters.
"Because, you know, they looks really similar. Both small and black," he continues. He knows he's probably making a fool of himself but he can't seem to turn off his mouth. "Are they the same type? What company is yours? It looks nice, I mean, but I just —"
"Yeah," the guys says, nodding. "I'm Scorpius, nice to meet you," he says with a small smile. "I have to go."
Albus can tell that Scorpius is totally creeped out by him, but he thanks every god above that he'll never have to see him again. Besides, he got a name; that's good! Albus nods and starts to walk in the opposite direction than Scorpius. They crash into each other, and when Albus balances himself, he turns to apologise, but Scorpius is picking up a suitcase and heading away.
Understandable.
Albus turns to the other suitcase, which has sprung open. Some items are spread on the floor — a stack of cash, a bag of flour, a tube of toothpaste — and none of them are Albus'. Looking at the handle, he realises there's no green tag — he has Scorpius' suitcase. He swings around to see if he can still see Scorpius, but he's nowhere in sight.
Well. What to do now?