Arrive in Newark
From Create Your Own Story
The flight is a few hours long, with a dubious supper and some mindless action movie as opium for the masses. After you land, you pass through a seemingly infinite customs line, collect your bag, and struggle for a taxi.
After what seems like days of riding, paperw, checking in, you and Philip stumble through the fifth floor hallway of your hotel, before stopping at room 549, unlocking the door, and collapsing on the bed in a wave of fatigue. Philip lets out a sound half laugh and half whimper, as he rips off his shirt and falls upon the other bed. A moment of clarity runs through your exhausted brain, and you remember to toss your own shirt on the floor before crawling under the luxurious covers of your bed.
