Sabrina walks out of the plane in a bit of a rush because she feels confined from the nine hour flight. But, she can’t help but be excited. This is her first time traveling to the United States, tho she knows she’ll miss the United Kingdom. Yet another thought comes to her mind, who was picking her up? How would she know where to go? So many thoughts traveling around her mind at once, it’s giving her a bit of a headache.
Her eyes dart around as she walks, people getting picked up by their family or friends around them. What? Was she just going to wait for-
“There you are! Sabrina? You look just like the picture Snyder sent!”
...a lucky coincidence…
“Ye-ah I’m Sabrina. Who are you?”
A slim blonde girl with glasses and a small lab coat stands in front of her, with a plastered smile on her face. Her eyes were pink, which almost seems weirder than Sabrina’s green and blue. But she looks friendly and