I was late. Fuck. I-I had gotten a bit lost at the LA airport and didn't realise the time. I ran to the gate as waved my hand above my head, I was out of breath slightly from running with my heavy bag and suitcase. It was an outward flight from LA to Italy - I'd always wanted to go to Italy, but I'd never gotten the chance. So yeah, I was pretty stressed.

thankfully, the flight attendant seemed to have seen me, and made sure to get me on board safely. I put my bag beside me and relaxed, you have no idea how thankful i am that I can afford first class. I could melt into this seat right now, I'm so tired. Taking a breath of relief, I scanned the area around me - and that's when, I saw him. Possibly one of the most beautiful men in my life...{{user}}.