Sitting in the internal departures lounge of Chicago's O'Hare airport Chris Macbeth wearing some Jeans, trainers and a Tap Out Hoody, his head phones are in his ears as he listens eyes closed to some music. His bag sits on the seat next to him as he waits for his flight to be called.

A young boy and his mother walk over to him and stand waiting for Macbeth to notice him. Eventually Macbeth opens his eyes and sees the boy and his mother stood staring at him, the boy has a slightly grumpy looking face.

Macbeth quickly pulls his earphones out of his ears and sits up straight.

Macbeth: Can I help you?

Boy: Your him...

Macbeth smiles.

Macbeth: Am I.

Boy: Yeah your him, your the one who attacked Prophecy last week you arse.

The boys mother quickly gives the cheeky youngster a clip round the ear and apologises to Macbeth who smiles.

Macbeth: You don't like me then lad?

The young lad shakes his head.

Boy: No you suc...

The boy stops himself when he remembers his min stood over him.

Boy: I mean your not a very nice person.

Macbeth stands up and the boy takes a step back closer to his mum. Then Macbeth crouches down to talk to him.

Macbeth: Listen kid there's something in life you just won't understand until your a little bit older, sometimes in life there's things you have to do that you might not want to do. Now would you like me to sign an autograph for you or something.

Boy: Not really, I haven't even learnt your name yet.

Macbeth laughs at the cheekiness of this young lad and pulls a price of paper out of his pocket and looks towards the boys mother who hands him a pen.

Macbeth: I'll tell you what kid, you've made me laugh today how about you give me your autograph so I can remember this meeting.

The boy smiles and takes the pen and paper and scrawls his autograph on it and hands it back to Macbeth just as his flight is called. Macbeth gets up says his goodbyes and picks up his bag before heading to the gate for his flight.

Rummaging through his bag as he walks he finally finds his boarding pass before putting his headphones back in the bag and his phone in his pocket. He reaches the gate and hands the boarding pass of before being let down the gang way and boarding the plane.

Once at his seat he gets himself set for the flight ahead looking through the magazine etc that you find in the compartment behind the seat in front of you only looking up once to see who the voice belonged to explaining all safety procedures. The plane begins to taxi around to the runway ready for take off and Macbeth puts the magazine back and sits back and closes his eyes ready to get some much needed sleep.

His eyes closed his and the sound of the plane all around him his thoughts drift away to his previous life with his band and touring the world and what a different story it was taking a flight back then. Generally they were all a bit drunk before even getting into the plane, chatting up all the cabin crew..

With that thought a smile crosses Macbeth face when he thinks of the time his band mate Adam got drunk and passed out in the planes WC and nobody could get in or out for the whole flight. One of the attenders even got the door unlocked but they way he fell when he passed out had wedged the door shut.

Macbeth eventually drifts off to sleep.