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319. A tent

Thor's POV

"Ha! This is great!" I exclaim, pushing my laptop aside in frustration.

"What?" Eric asks, standing from where he's sitting to look at my laptop screen.

"Hill-fucking-backside has no fucking airport, that's what!" I grit.

"So? How is that a problem!?" He asks, taking my laptop and sitting with it on the chair I just vacated.

"It says right there that train is the fastest mode of transportation to Hill-backside and it runs twice a day. In the morning and evening. That means we'll have to wait till morning."

"Okay... Did you check the citizens?" He asks, typing on the keyboard.

"Why the hell do I need to check the citizens?"

"Rich citizens, Thor! If someone owns a private jet then I'm sure there's an airstrip somewhere in the town they land on. Why is it that your brain always stops functioning whenever you're anxious about your mate?"

I roll my eyes at him

"And?...

Did you find any?" I ask impatiently but he continues typing without replying to my question.

"Eric!" I call
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