Toronto International Airport

[kevvy_kev]

::Kevin pays the cab driver and jumps out of the taxi::running into Terminal One, he skids to a stop in front of the first screen he comes to showing departures

Comments

[nick_muse]

What message?

YOur bag? Why would I have your bag? You detest the way I pack. You packed for ME for this trip, remember?

[kevvy_kev]

::Kevin glares at Nick::

I left you a message to grab my stuff for me, and bring it here, Nick. ::he looks around:: So..where's my stuff?

[nick_muse]

I didn't GET a message, Kevin. I already told you that. Why the hell didn't you go back to the hotel and pick it up? I've been here for two hours, like you're supposed to do for flights into the states.

::implies that if he'd come back last night, they wouldnt be having this discussion::

[kevvy_kev]

Well, fuck that!! :: Kevin's attitude turns thunderous:: I left a message on your cell, Nick..how could you not get it?

::he runs his hand through his short hair::

So, my shit is back at the hotel? Even without a message you wouldn't think to bring it for me? Thanks, a lot, man...thanks a fuckin lot!