We Are Not Together
The boy next to me, who was also an unaccompanied child, would not shut up. Unfortunately, because he was talking to me, he also received dirty looks. He was screaming “BUTTS ARE ON FIRE!” He would laugh like an idiot. We were both reprimanded for his behavior when he kept playing with the dog of another passenger.
Miss, I didn’t do anything but order a cup of hot chocolate and stare out the window. I’m not with him.
