The air hostesses were all young, and they couldn't help but steal glances at the tall and handsome Walter Schmidt, especially since he was so caring towards his girlfriend.
The flight from Los Angeles to Night City took several hours. Tara Summer had probably drunk too much and remained in a daze, clueless about her whereabouts whenever she stirred awake.
By the time she was fully awake, the plane was already in Chinese airspace.
"Are we going back to Cambridge?" Tara Summer, with a throbbing head, looked out the window and then turned to ask Walter Schmidt.
"Do you have a headache?" He asked, rather than answering her question.
Tara Summer frowned, feeling an intense throbbing pain. Even the slightest movement of her eyebrows caused a sharp pain in her temples.
"Hmm..." She moaned, realizing that she had drunk far too much this time. She vowed never to drink so much again!
