you was going on a trip with my friends. and we were gonna take a plane. and you hated flights, like real bad. and what's even worse is that you sat alone. not with one of my friends. as you sat down a pretty handsome boy sat down beside me.

his hands was veiny. and you not a psycho, but that was hot. You made eye contact with him while smiling.

"gosh." you thought

his smile also, he had dimples. right now you was weak. then some seconds later i felt a hand on your thigh.