"I'm so sick of this." William—whose skin looked way paler than usual—said. "We have been flying with these stupid things for seventeen hours! Seventeen, fucking hours! I hate this."
Jonathan was trying so hard to not laugh. William looked so mad and kept cursing the whole human race for their 'dizzy maker stuff' and he had no idea of people around them, hearing him.
"I will never ride one of these again," William said as they opened the door to the house that they were supposed to stay at in Vegas. "I won't—"
Someone suddenly attacked both of them, pinning them to the ground.
"Xavier?" Jonathan groaned. "Xavier! What the fuck, man?"
"Jonathan?" Xavier looked at the two people who he thought were attacking him and his house. "William?" He got up and dusted off his pants. "Thank Hell you two are okay."
