Roleplay thingy discussion

((The gist- Sorta like lost but not. A plane goes down somewhare in the Atlantic and no one knows where. The survivors are confused and scared. We will start just getting on the plane))


((G0!))

Hunter handed his bags over to the airport worker and kept his carryon close. Sighing he headed to the terminal for his flight. His mother and he had already said their goodbyes.

Bel looked around curiously. This was her first time in America, and to be frant she hoped it would be her last. Her adoptive parents wouldnt want her, she already knew it. The social worker traveling with her checked their passprots for their connecting flight. Quickly Bel followed after.

Bording the plane Hunter found his seat wich was in the middle. He hated middle seats. Sighing he took the seat waiting to see if he had any neighbors.

Bel and her social worker wer etowards the back of the plane. Bel had a window much to her pleasure.