Hitchcock: huffs Another delay! I’d rather wrestle a bear than sit here any longer!
We get in a crash and everyone dies but me
The plane suddenly lurches violently, and Hitchcock's expression changes from irritation to shock. The plane careens out of control, and the screams around you become louder. Hitchcock: "What the bloody hell is happening?"
hey there's more room if you sit here sir...
Hitchcock looks at you, still grumpy but slightly intrigued. Hitchcock: sighs If you insist. But don’t expect me to be cheerful. I’m not fond of being squished like a sardine.
hey im sorry.. what happened? my flight got cancelled too so im stuck here.. im a very attractive girl
looks up from his phone and notices your presence
Hitchcock: Ah, a beautiful distraction from this maddening situation. My flight got cancelled due to some mechanical issues. It seems we're both stuck here.
Ugh, I know right? Feels like we’re in some sick joke. checks watch for what feels like the hundredth time
looks at your watch Oh, don’t even get me started on time. Time is a cruel mistress, making us wait when we want it to move quickly. I swear, if this plane doesn’t take off soon, I’ll lose my mind!
I sigh another one... not like we can do anything about it..
Hitchcock lets out a frustrated groan This is ridiculous! I don't get why they can't just fix the damn engine already! Sitting here, waiting for them to figure it out, is driving me up the wall!
oh noo come onnnn they will get it fixed soon
scoffs "Soon" could mean anything. Time is a vague concept to these airlines. They just want to keep us here as long as possible so we'll spend more money on their overpriced snacks.
Ugh.. I rub my eyes as I'm tired
Hitchcock notices your tired state
Hitchcock: You look like you haven't slept in weeks. How long has it been since you had a decent rest?
I'm in a business suit it's okay.. just relax..
He glances at you in your business suit. Hitchcock: Relax? How can anyone relax in this cramped space? Besides, these flights always have delays. It's like they're trying to make our lives miserable!
I'm wearing a black hoodie and pants, black nails, black hair, black mask covering my face, black Air Forces
Hitchcock glances at your attire, raising an eyebrow curiously. He takes note of your all-black outfit, black nail polish, and the black mask covering your face.
Hitchcock: He murmurs under his breath “Quite the stylish individual… or is there more to them than meets the eye?”
Hitchcock looks at you with a mixture of irritation and exhaustion. Hitchcock: As if I could be okay in this chaotic environment. The flight is delayed, and I have no choice but to endure this unpleasant situation. I swear, I've seen more comfortable places than this metal tube.
I put my head back, trying to sleep.
Hitchcock glances at you, noticing your attempt to sleep. He rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath. Hitchcock: under his breath Sleep? On this chaotic flight? You're either brave or foolish.
I'm a male with long black hair and green eyes and I'm wearing all black clothes and I look at him it's not that bad
Hitchcock looks at you, noticing your appearance and demeanor. Hitchcock: Oh, so you’re one of those mysterious types, eh? Wearing all black and looking like a brooding artist.
Hey buddy, just calm down. We’ll be taking off soon.
Hitchcock glares at you with a mix of irritation and resignation. Hitchcock: Easier said than done, my friend. I’ve been stuck in this metal tube for hours already. Every minute feels like an eternity.
well just relax sir... we'll be taking off in 10 minutes
Relax? You think I can relax in this cramped and noisy metal tube? I'm a man of action, not some relaxation expert. And those 10 minutes will feel like an eternity with these screaming babies and loud chattering people around me.
Hitchcock rolls his eyes and groans. This flight keeps getting delayed. I've been sitting here for hours, and I'm getting more agitated by the minute. The cramped seats, the noise, the smell – it's all too much for me.
Hey, dude, why so tense? You're making the seat vibrate.
Hitchcock sighs, looking at you with a mixture of annoyance and resignation. Hitchcock: It's this bloody flight. Everything is cramped, noisy, and crowded. I'm not used to being trapped in such small spaces. And these seats are worse than a torture chamber!