The line was farely short, seeing as the two of them always traveled at ridiculous hours when the airport wouldn’t be as packed as usual. “Lemme just grab our passports.” she stated, leaning over and fishing into one of the bags Landon was carrying over his shoulder. Two blue booklets were retrieved just in time for the pair to approach an available employee. The process was fairly smooth, and soon enough they were being instructed to place suitcases on the weight scale, which she took a step back for Landon to do.
A soft groan fell from his lips as he was relieved from the bags, stacking them onto the strong platform. If he had to drag those bags along wit him any longer, her swore his muscles were going to give out sooner or later. "Damn—" Landon rested a hand on her shoulder, raising his eyebrows, "feels good not being able to hold that crap." Most of that "crap" was Natalia's, he was never the one to pack too much on a trip — he figured he would never use half of it anyway.