In about an hour, you and Rosallia had gotten so close that it seemed as if you had known eachother for years. You guys were laughing for no apparent reason until the person in front of you shouted, "SHUT UP ALREADY!"

You gave eachother a quick glance, and at the same time, covered your mouths with your hands. You were trying to stop your giggling from slipping out of your throats. Finally, exhausted, out of breath, and your stomach aching from laughter, you both fell asleep. 

*Hours later*

A long while later, Rosallia was shaking you awake. "We're almost there." You rubbed the sleepy from your eyes and asked groggily, "How long?" Rosallia checked her watch and replied, "About twenty minutes, now." You shot your arms straight up and straightened you back to stretch. She chuckled. "You snore!" She laughed some more. "And it was really loud. Thank goodness no one can hear much on airplanes." I sighed in relief. "Thank goodness is right."
 

For the next twenty minutes, you and Rosallia watched the rest of Napoleon Dynamite, the sounds booming through the earphones. I just made a new friend.