Faint
Chapter XVV
Courtney's POV:
I frantically rapped my finger nails against Irene's desk, the familiar clicking sound comforting somehow. Irene shoots me a sympathetic glance before returning back to her paperwork. I take another sip of my mint tea before continuing with my anxious acts.
Miranda reenters the room with an armload of papers, and sets them down on her desk with a huff before she returns her gaze back to me. She smiles at me, "any word from your brother?"
I shake my head, "I don't think they've landed yet. He promised to call once they land."
Irene pets my hand affectionately, "don't worry hun, you'll be with your family soon."
I smile weakly at her and glance down at my worn out clothes and dishevelled hair. "Is there any chance I can shower or change?"
Miranda sighs and glances uncertainly at Irene before answering, "I'm sorry, sweetie but unfortunately I can't let you leave the building. You'll just have to wait a little longer."
I nod in understanding although I still feel gross and grime-coated. I just want the guys to get here soon.
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6/18/15