Camila + Haruki

I packed my suitcase and took a virtual taxi from the hotel to Narita.  When I got to the check-in counter, the airline attendant asked for my TAP ID.

            —But I’m not an anarchist!  I said.

            She shook her head.  —I’m sorry sir.  I’m not authorized to issue boarding passes to non-TAP members at this time.

            —Please, help me.  I’m desperate.

            —Sir, I wish I could.

            —I’m begging you.

            —The 1440 left an hour ago.

            —Wait, what?  I don’t understand.

            —Step outta line, sir.