Chapter 33

We woke up around 4 pm. We may have snuggled a bit too long, in a bit too comfortable of a position...

"Dang we kind of burned this last bit of our vacation." Freedom said.

"The whole point of a vacation is to rest from the bull that is work and school. When you start working you'll understand the absolute suffering I have to go through, but at least you get to crack necks!" I reply.

"Wowww."

"Hey I have to manage teenagers all day, at least you make satisfying noises."

"Like when I eat food?"

"Yeah, you're my personal ASMRtist."

"Aren't Japanese ones better?"

"You know how sick I am of Japan. I can barely handle video games and anime."

"Fair."

"Hey wanna go to the beach and just sit there?" Freedom asked.

"If we can take turns being lap pillows."

"That sounds fun. And we hopefully won't be getting hit on."

"That'd be nice. Just blasting music, drinking soda, and staring at the ocean, talking."

"Yo that sounds nice."

We make it to the beach after another nice 6 mile run. When we make it to the beach, we see that same English couple...

"Hey are y'all on your honeymoon?" The dude said. I already forgot his name.

"No, I won tickets to Melbourne so we decided to make the most of it." I reply.

"We're on our honeymoon."

They look like cousins. Maybe even half siblings. I'm not even gonna start. We just scoot away from them.

While I was the lap pillow, a girl slapped me on my behind. Freedom just straight up pulled out the Dae Zhae Kuaun reverse driver (basically you choke someone from behind with your arm, kick them in the stomach with your knee, then pull off a pile driver). She looks really hot when she beats people up (she fights a lot in the gym).

We run back to the hotel, order food, and put on a movie. It was called "The Plutonian".

We fell asleep with the TV on half way through the movie and around 10 pm. We had alarms for 4 am so we could get ready and make the plane in time.

Apparently, today they had a lot of vacant business class seats and were willing to let us upgrade for 50 dollars more for both of our tickets

The futon wasn't the best, but having a TV and a complementary meal was a LOT better than sitting in those uncomfy seats in the civilian class seats for TEN HOURS without anything to do besides make out. Which we did do for a couple hours. We also went down to our gym clothes, because it was just more comfy. Since this plane was from Australia, we got to drink alcohol one last time for the next three years...

"Hey what sounds good?" Freedom asked.

"We haven't tried whiskey." I reply.

"Sounds good we haven't tried that yet."

We downed the whiskey and man, no wonder they only give a little bit. That stuff is strong.

"It tastes good, but it's strong." I say.

"I agree." says Freedom.

On our last stretch. we held hands and just snuggled.

We make it back around 6 PM...