Root/Shaw Prompt: This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together. Optional: and you’re deathly afraid of flying (or your own twist).
(This might be a record for longest time to fill a prompt but better late than never? Also, its gratuitously ripped off of a scene from my favorite movie :) Hope you like it!)
“You look nervous.”
“I said, ‘you look nervous’-“
“-I heard you, I’m just ignoring you.” the woman snaps, face twitching in annoyance. “And I’m not nervous. I just don’t like flying.”
“If you’re picturing the plane crashing and everyone on the ground in 1,000 pieces dead- I promise, you won’t feel a thing.”
The woman’s eyes flit to Root’s briefly before returning to boring holes in the seat straight in front of her.
“I’m Root, by the way. And you are?”
The woman continues to ignore her, so Root reaches forward and helps herself to the discarded ticket tucked into the seat back pouch.
“Sameen Shaw,” Root grins. “Nice to meet you Sameen.”