Road Trip 2017

Live jolted awake as the plane's wheels hit the ground. She lifted her head off of Loveless's shoulder and pulled the headphones out of her ears. She blinked a few times to fight the sleepiness from her eyes.

She glanced up at Loveless and smiled softly, briefly. She didn't mind smiling at him.

"Welcome to Atlanta, Georgia." Live exaggerated a southern drawl.

She shook her head a bit. She had taken a shot or two of vodka during the inflight service. She had told Loveless it would help her sleep.

@Max!!

It never ceased to amaze Live the things that Loveless got excited about. Maybe that was what it was like to be a lust demon. She rolled her eyes and nudged him with her shoulder.

"Don't go getting too excited. Remember we are here to visit my mother." Her tone was playful but the way she said 'my mother' was a clear indication that it was not necessarily a happy thing.

She still hadn't told Loveless exactly why she had decided to visit her mom this Christmas. She had spent the entire month of December griping about the holiday and consumerism and Christianities false claim about it being the birth of their savior. It was clear she was not a fan of the day.

But when that letter arrived from Live's mom just over a week ago, Live had stopped complaining and started planning a trip to see her. She had even turned the whole thing into a road trip; fly into Atlanta on the 23rd and then take a ship back to Manta Carlos a week later, just in time to be back on the island for New Years.

The plane pulled up to the gate and everyone unloaded. Live had a backpack as a personal item and a small suitcase as a carryon. She made it clear to Loveless that she had no interest in checking any luggage; she didn't trust other people with her stuff.

As they made their way through the airport, Live turned to Loveless.

"So, what kind of car did you end up renting?" She had made all the arrangements for getting into and out of the states but had left the transportation between them up to Loveless.