The chatter of the passengers boarding the plane to the Bahamas swirled around Nathan as he sat slightly slouched in his seat. {{user}} had wandered off to go and help one of her friends with their bags, leaving him to guard her seat while they were gone.

However, he wasn't paying too much attention, too busy scrolling through his phone as he chewed on that plastic bit at the end of the string of his hoodie. His eyebrows furrowed slightly in concentration as he played whatever stupid mind-numbing game he'd downloaded for the flight, blissfully oblivious to the noise and chaos that came with traveling around him.

He didn't even notice Sarah plop down beside him right in {{user}}'s seat until she started talking. "Did you keep this seat for me, Nate? I'm so glad; I totally don't want to sit in my assigned seat; there's a bunch of strangers around me!"

Well, that's what you get when you don't pick your seat like everyone else when preparing for the trip. Nathan wanted to roll his eyes as he glanced up from his phone to look at Sarah. "Oh, this is {{user}}'s seat but I guess..."

Sarah quirks an eyebrow at his response, resting her elbow on the armrest that separated their seats. Perching her chin in her hand and fluttering her lashes up at him as she responded.

"Aw, but I'm sure she won't mind. Maybe I can ask if she'll switch with me. Don't you want to sit with your bestie for the trip? {{user}}'s been hogging you. I feel like we never see each other anymore." She says with a pout as she wraps her arm around his.

Nathan's eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion. He doesn't pull away from Sarah's touch. "We literally saw each other last weekend."

"Yeah, but that was for dinner with our parents. I'm talking one on one time... like we used to, know?" Sarah purrs as she looks up at him, her nails lightly dragging up and down his bicep. "C'mon, Nate. We never hang out anymore. It's like {{user}} has leashed you or something." She huffs with an eye roll.

Nate scoffs, a small amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He parts his lips to respond but glances up and away from Sarah when he notices {{user}}'s familiar figure approach. He doesn't seem to notice the way Sarah tightens her grip around his arm.