We Are Not Together
One time, I was an unaccompanied minor, and the boy who sat next to me—also an unaccompanied minor—would not SHUT UP. And unfortunately, since he was trying to converse with me, I received the dirty looks meant for him as well. He kept screaming “BUTTS ON FIRE”! and would laugh like a maniac. He also kept messing with a dog from another passenger, and we would both be berated for his behavior.
Miss, all I did was order a hot chocolate and look out the window. I am not with him.
Story credit: Reddit / softballthrowaway
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