Rouge's snoring woke her up the next morning, face still in her pillow, drool running down the side of her mouth.
*Zzzzsnrkkk. Wh-whuh? Oh....morning already..." she uttered sleepily.
She remembered full well the call late last night and knew she had to get ready, whether she wanted to or not. The problem with being a thief employed by the government is that sure, while they pay your wages, they also have mountains to blackmail you with.
She stripped and bounced her way into the shower, following her morning routine, and then wiggled her hips from left to right as she pulled up her usual outfit, firmly grasping her breasts before letting them fall back into place. She grabbed a piece of toast and flew out the door, barely even enough time to eat as she raced to her destination.
As she burst out of her apartment, toast still in mouth, she took flight and checked her phone for location details.
"Mmmmffwhah the?" She muffled in-between bites of her breakfast. "The airport? No way, where the hell are they sending me this time??"
She finished the last few bites of her breakfast and lamented she couldn't savour its taste any longer. Ever since she started this job she hardly had any time left for the finer things in life, hadn't even had the time to enjoy and indulge in the spoils of her exploits. Oh what she would give for even just an afternoon of pampering...
She awoke from her pleasant little daydream with a start. She'd arrived at the airport in barely any time at all. As this was government business, she was already checked in and ready to go. All that was left was to wait in lobby for the plane to board. And wait she did.
Bored out of her mind, Rouge decided to grab a little snack, a slice of cake and some champagne. She had always had a bit of a sweet tooth, but suppressed these desires for so long to keep her figure in check. But now that she had time to kill and the company card to make use of, hell, she deserved this little indulgence at least.
As she sat at the cafe, bouncing her crossed leg up and down, waiting for her flight to board, a commercial flashed on a nearby television screen.
"Mystic Ruins resort? Oh doesn't that just sound lovely..." Rouge bemoaned. "Sigh. If only."
The commercial continued, oddly familiar to her. Brilliant colours and lights flashed upon the screen, showing off glamourous resort.
"...We pride ourselves on meeting all of our guests desires, no matter what they might be. So come on down to Mystic Ruins Resort, where we guarantee you'll leave knowing the true meaning of pampering."
Rouge hid her face in her hands. "No, I can't look at it anymore. This is just too much to take, it's not fair, it's not faaaaaaiiirrrr!" She whined, her eyes peaking out at the TV commercial between her fingers.
*BING BONG*
*We are now boarding flight 521 for Mystic Ruins North!" We repeat, now boarding flight 521 for Mystic Ruins North!" A voice boomed over the loudspeaker. "Please head to your boarding area now with your ticket in hand!"
"Oh, that's me!" Rouge cried, quickly swallowing the last of her cake, once again not given the time to truly savour it. "I'm coming!" She said, as she bolted off toward her boarding area.
She arrived with a screech, feet stretched out in front of her like a car braking too quickly and skidding to a full stop.
*Phew!* She thought to herself. *Made it!*
She fiddled with her purse, digging around to find her ticket.
*BING BONG*
"This is the last call, we are now boarding flight 522 for Mystic Ruins South home of the new Mystic Ruins Resort! We are ready for taking off but holding for one missing passenger! I repeat, if you have a ticket for Mystic Ruins South bound for Mystic Ruins Resort, please head to your boarding area now!"
*What a poor sap.* Rouge thought to herself. *Who would ever miss their chance to board their flight to heaven?* She sighed.
Finding her ticket, she glanced over at the line next to hers. Attendants were panicking, talking amongst themselves. Some of them were searching the waiting area. Rouge looked up at the departure board. Flight 522: Mystic Ruins Resort. Her own line started moving one by one, faster and faster. She wasn't far from boarding now.
*I just can't believe someone would be so stupid as to let a dream vacation like that slip them by! GOD don't they even know what the rest of us would give for a trip like that?!* She thought to herself.
*BING BONG*
"We repeat, last call for flight 522 for Mystic Ruins! We are missing one passenger for flight 522! Your plane is about to leave! If you are bound for Mystic Ruins South, please head to the departure area immediately!"
Suddenly, an unknown impulse overtook Rouge, and, like an electric bolt, she stood still, a single thought taking over her mind....
*What if you became that missing passenger? What if you went to the resort? Surely you deserve it.*
A single bead of sweat dripped down her forehead. A familiar feeling took hold of her. Her lack of impulse control. Her desire. The thrill.
Her line stepped forward once again. There was only one person left in line ahead of her now.
The departure board now blinking for flight 522 now read "departing".
Another bead of sweat dripped down her cheek.
*No...no I can't. I have a job to do. I can't! I want to. But I can't...Oh, but I want to so bad! I hate this job! I hate it! I could fool those attendants. Slip by. It would be so easy. Just like old times..."
Before she could even fully finish the thought, her legs started moving of their own accord. She was headed for the line for flight 522.
"Can...can I help you?" One of the startled attendants asked.
"Ah! It's me! H-ha ha! It's me, I'm the missing passenger. I was in line for flight 521, right across the way there! Silly little me! I mean the names sound so similar, can you even blame a girl for a mixup like that" Rouge said, batting her eyelashes and flashing a smile.
"U-uh, sure. Well, I'm going to have to see your ticket, you understand." The attendant responded, flustered.
"Oh but of COURSE, darling!" Rouge cooed. "Why, it's right here!"
She produced the ticket, her thumb covering the writing for "North". All the attendant could read was "Mystic Ruins".
"Ma'am, if you could please just move your thumb so I can read the rest of the ticket.."
"What are you doing man?!" The other attendant interjected. "There's no damn time. If she says she has the ticket, then she has it! Just sit her on the plane! I don't care where, just get her on the flight!"
"Uh, of course. Right this way, ma'am." the attendant complied.
"Thanks so much, boys~" Rouge grinned.
The attendant hurried Rouge to her seat, and just her luck, the only spot left on the plane? First class.
*I can't believe I just did that!* Rouge thought to herself, her body still tingling from the adrenaline rush. *God, that felt so good!*
"Can I get you anything to drink, ma'am?" The steward interrupted her thoughts.
"Oh, uh yes! Of course. I think I'll have a glass of champagne. And you know what? Do you have any cake?"
As the attendant left to fetch her requests, Rouge reclined in her chair and got comfortable. She pulled out her phone and stared at it before ripping out the battery. *Let them find me* She thought to herself. *I don't care anymore. I'm long overdue for a vacation.* She settled into her chair, making sure she was nice and relaxed for her flight. Little did she know just what exactly fate would have in store for her...
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