You've finally stopped the constant squirming next to me that's been annoying you since take-off, when the plane hits turbulence. I've flown so many times, they don't even flinch. I suddenly feel a tightness around my left arm. I look to the side and see you clinging like a little monkey, with fear of death on your face. I try to pull my arm away, but you're squeezing hard. You're terribly annoying. Calm down! You're not going to die! I say angrily.
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