Frankie was already stressed from having to take a plane to go to Santiago's wedding. He was trying to get settled in his window seat when the passenger next to him kept making racist comments. Frankie got fed up with it but before he could punch the guy, the flight attendant upgraded him to first class for the inconvenience.

You looked up as you saw the flight attendant guide him to the seat next to yours. You tried not to stare, but you couldn't help it. You were glad someone would be seating next to you. You were terrified of planes. Frankie briefly glanced at you before he took a seat. The plane was finishing boarding when he saw you holding onto the arm rests a little too tight.

"First time?" He asked, looking at your hand before he met your eyes.