Today or tonight as I should say was the last day I was spending in Los Angeles visiting family and a couple of old friends. I was heading back to Korea just in time for Christmas. The airport was packed since everyone was arriving and departing at different times in time for the snowy very much cold holiday. The airport procedures, precautions and safety plus the never ending questions asked by security and or sometimes the flight attendants, always made me feel a bit uncomfortable. I wasn't sure why since I never have anything to hide, it wasn't like I was bringing weapons or explosives with me on the plane or something. But still, the feeling of all of that made me feel uncomfortable. ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ I looked down at my phone checking the time, then the wave of worry fell over me as I started thinking, am I going to miss my flight? After all, I still needed to go through security and have my luggage checked in. I lightly sighed as I looked at the lady in front of me, I noticed the line moved up a lot, but before I could ask her to move up nicely I then noticed she was talking to another person. I tapped her on her shoulder before asking nicely if they could move up because yes, I felt like I had been standing in the same spot for eternity and I still had to check in. "Where do I check in again?" The lady in front of me asks the ticketing agent. A sigh escapes my lips as I become impatient, worry taking over once again. I then look down at my phone once more. The time says 10:01 PM My flight leaves in another fifty five minutes which meant I could go eat and get coffee. "Next in line, please move up." The ticket agent says loudly. I turn to face her before moving up. "Sorry." I smile softly before handing her my ticket and luggage. "How many luggages are you checking in tonight?" She smiles softly. "Only one." I reply. "Place it on the luggage rack." She says. I nod, taking my Rilakkuma suitcase over to the rack placing it on top. As I wait in silence, the lady smiles as she wraps a pink slip around the bags zipper. I was assuming it had the name of the airline I was flying on it. I smiled back as she waved me over. "Passport please." She asks, before extending her arm out to take it. After typing information down