“I chased cars and jet planes before, but I never chased a man before, whether it’s on foot or by driving in a car,” Karensa said. “This was a fun and frustrating forty minutes, I must say.”“You chased jets before?” Russell sounded more shocked than surprised.“Ah, yeah, I know how to fly the planes,” Karensa said, flipping her hair back. “It’s very easy. If you want, I can take you for a ride.”“Ah, not really,” Russell replied. He didn’t want to tell her that he was someone who was afraid of heights. It wasn’t as bad for him to call it a phobia, but he’d rather avoid looking down from the top of a building as it’d always give his body a weird discomfort that was beyond description.“Fight travel gets really boring really fast, though,” Karensa said. “Unlike on the ground level, you don’t have any traffic up there. So, I prefer journeying in cars and partying on flights. I cut my last birthday cake at 50,000 feet high,” she proudly said, “though I had to bug my dad to prepare a spec
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