You were so excited to get on the airplane and snag the window seat of your assigned row. When you shuffled through to the end of the plane, you noticed a guy sitting at the window seat you so desperately wanted. He was pretty, sure… but not as pretty as the sky when you were over a hundred feet in the air.

“Oh… Did you want this seat? I apologize. I can move.” He offered with an apologetic smile, slowly standing up. You couldn’t help but feel bad. He seemed so sweet…