(Anthony Ren's Jet — Group POV + Alternating)
If Steven's jet was quiet, warm, and emotionally delicate…
Anthony's jet was the exact opposite.
The moment the doors closed, it became a swirling pot of tension, awkward glances, and Vince whispering dramatically like he was narrating a documentary about endangered teenagers.
The turbulence didn't shake the jet, but it shook the people inside it.
At least emotionally.
Vince kept glancing between everyone like he was waiting for a mariachi band to burst in and start narrating their heartbreaks. He hugged a pillow to his chest for "emotional protection," which did absolutely nothing, but he committed to it with the seriousness of a man entering battle.
