❝can you keep it the fuck down? who needs to yell about eggs that late at night?❞
☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★
WHERE elena and chris are next door neighbors and she can't stand how loud he is. she doesn't mind nick and matt, but for some reason she dislikes chris...
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Baggage claim was always a chore.
If Elena had it her way, she wouldn't have packed a check in luggage. Unfortunately, the triplets were constantly reminding her that the weather in Boston wasn't going to let up anytime soon, which meant that she and the brothers had no choice but to stuff their thick and heavy clothes into a luggage that had to be checked in. Before this though, they had spent 5– close to 6– hours on a plane from Los Angeles to Boston.
Elena had to sit in the aisle while Chris sat in his pod, headphones covering his ears as he tried to sleep. She had tried bothering him because she was bored, having to resort to poking his face and swatting his arm so he could look at her. It worked, resulting in a glare from the boy.
"Elena. Quit it."
"Or what?"
"I'll open the fuckin' cabin door."
Elena admitted defeat and huffed a sigh as she sulked back into her seat. She was lucky enough to be able to land herself in a first class seat with the brothers, but if she had known she'd be this bored, she would've went to economy and befriended someone there. Maybe they'd be nicer to her than Chris was.
