Carlos chuckled, leaning back in his chair as the bright studio lights glared down on him, casting a warm glow over the set of Girl on the Grid. The familiar rush of adrenaline surged through him; this was a different kind of thrill, but one he enjoyed just as much as the racetrack. The interviewer, a lively woman with an infectious smile, raised her brow in intrigue.

“Never have I ever missed a flight,” she declared, her voice playful as she glanced around the circle of guests. Carlos held up his panel, revealing a bold “I have” emblazoned in vibrant red letters. Laughter erupted from the group, and Carlos couldn’t help but grin at the collective curiosity swirling in the air.

“You want to tell us what happened?” the interviewer prompted, leaning in slightly, eager to hear the story behind his admission. The audience leaned forward too, captivated by the anticipation. Carlos took a deep breath, recalling the chaotic day just a few months prior.