Turquoise-Lion

    The brisk, cool night air smelled vaguely like smoke as approached the Ninth doctor.    “You got it, right?” she asked, slightly high, tilting her head in a very kawaii manner. He grimaced, shaking his head.    “Prices went up. Can’t find any.” he sighed. Sailor Moon shook her head.    “Why? It’s stupid.” she said, sitting next to him on the abandoned park bench where they sat every night. A car whooshed past and they were briefly illuminated by the blinding high beams.    “Gotta make money.” sighed the despondent time lord. “I can work odd jobs for a bit.” Usagi

Draco Malfoy gripped the arms of his seat nervously, his knuckles turning white. His teeth were gritted together. Window seats were the worst; it was furthest from the exit and he could see how high up he was. Not that being seated by one of the exit doors would be any better; if it opened accidentally he might get pulled out of the plane. Being seated somewhere else wouldn’t help either- middle seats meant that you were in between two potential serial killers instead of one, and if you were in an aisle seat you could get jostled whenever someone walked by. First class cost a ton of money. Normal seats were cramped. Airplane food was dr