So I added a little (*whispers* side) business.
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"Your coffee Madam," The flight attendant served Nikita in a gentle voice given the quiet they had around them.
"That is your fifth cup Nikita," Alexis das commented once the attendant was out of earshot. "And it's our third hour in the air."
"Don't remind me, this is too long and too silent." Nikita rolled her eyes as she continued to drink her coffee. It was her sixth cup, she had a refill when Alexis had gone to the bathroom.
The flight was long and boring, even with Nikita seemed to be extra long. She could not wait to carry out her decision regarding her relationship with Angelo. Even though she wanted to work immediately after coming home, the jetlag had poured water over her plans and she had to rest.