<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/Britt-Robertson.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name: Paige Larson</strong><br/><br/><strong>Age: 24</strong><br/><br/><strong>Occupation: Unemployed/Freelance Book Editor</strong><br/><br/><strong>Appearance: 5ft2 (157cm), slender, medium length blonde hair, blue eyes</strong><br/><br/><br/>As she stood in line at the customer service desk waiting to re book her flight to Tucson, Paige wondered if today was worthy enough to be the second worst day of her life. She had woken up that morning convincing herself that everything would be fine if she just remained positive. By noon Paige found herself on her way to her sister’s wedding, dreading the questions from relatives asking why she hadn’t found a ‘real job’ yet. Serves her right for being a liberal arts major.<br/><br/>The plane took off Paige began to relax,<em>maybe this wasn’t so bad after all</em>. That was until the young boy behind her decided it would be fun to kick her seat for the next four hours. Irritated and with a headache, Paige arrived in Dallas that afternoon. The captain stated that the weather wasn’t looking too good. Paige, unaware of Texas’s crazy weather brushed it off;<em>how bad can Texan weather be?</em>Very bad apparently. Paige watched in horror as her flight went from delayed to cancelled. Fighting off other desperate passengers, Paige waited in line wishing she had just stayed home in Seattle.