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"Andrea," Will wakes me. I jolt off his shoulder and realise quickly that a. we had landed, and b. I was drooling on his shoulder.

I look at Will and smile while shamefully whipping his navy sweeter. He merely grins despite my mute horror. "Your cute when you sleep," he says, and I'm sure my cheeks are crimson. 

I then realise Christophe is standing at the aisle and the flush fades immediately. I regard the chiseled face looking down at me expectantly.

My bags were in his hands already. "Let's go." He says and I see John already making his way off the empty plane, four boys following suit.

I don't hide my eyeroll, and pointedly turn away to look at Will.

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