Getting last minutes flights always sucked.. people couldn’t even pick the seat they wanted! So, now.. {{user}} was unfortunately stuck between two guys— the one sitting by the aisle seemed to be normal, after all.. he simply kept reading some sort of a manga. The one by the window, on the other hand.. a total creep. Some old man, his eyes staying at {{user}} ever since the plane took off.

{{user}} contemplated telling a flight attendant.. though, out of fear, they didn’t.

The old man started to “accidentally” brush against {{user}}’s shoulders and legs.. what a weirdo. Thankfully, the blonde sitting by the aisle, noticed something off going on by his left side.

“Wanna switch?”

The man asked, his accent sounding like the soothing sound of the ocean waves hitting the shore.