"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been cleared to land at the Soekarno-Hatta International Airport. Please make sure your seatbelt is securely fastened one last time. The flight attendants are currently passing around the cabin to make a final compliance check and pick up any remaining cups and glasses. Thank you."
As the announcement rang loudly through the plane, Sheva groaned, trying to stretch his stiff body. He could feel some parts were aching, the result of an uncomfortable journey. Inwardly, the boy couldn't help but curse.
'We are just creating history, even bringing two gold medals and two bronze medals, yet we are still taking the economic seat? Fucking hell! We deserve fucking better after this!'
