“You’ve got all of your things already inside the plane?”
Dad asked me while his personal assistant had loaded all of his things inside the plane while Vixx handled mine all safely in the top row seat of the plane.
“All done”
He only responded with a nod as he waited for everything to be prepared for our departure while he remained standing on the edge of the airport where King Patrick stood beside him. They had decided we would fly at exactly 1 o’clock. And since it’s only twelve forty-eight, we have to wait for twelve more minutes before we get on that damn plane.
I have no idea why they want to follow the damn precision of time, when we’re all set for leaving.
If you’re wondering how the call ended last night, well, I had to end the call abruptly. My Dad had started squishing his w
