• You were waiting for a flight to go someplace. Except. You were early, and oh so exhausted.

Even with the bag you were uncomfortably leaning on, and the noise. You were tired. On the other side of the cushioned bench you sat on, a young man sat with his own bags. He looked awful cute.

You must've fallen asleep. Because now you were leaned right up against him. You must've slept that way a while. It was still dark outside. Your flight wasn't for a while still.*