"Seat 67"
I looked at mine. It was next to the window, but I knew that was meant for someone else.
Shifting to the side seat, next to the rushing space, I sat down.
Only to find out Travis was next to me.
"Hey!"
I smiled. We had cleared many misunderstandings at the bathroom, though there was much more.
"Your here?! Close seat buddies...", he grinned, muttering this and that nonsense. However, someone wasn't liking our whispers and mutters. My Master, who sat next to me, closest to his favorite window seat absolutely despised this close talks and started to pinch me again.
"Ouch!"
I cried out, startling Travis.
My glare reached to him, and he understood.
Travis exhaled hard, and called for the air hostess.
A beautiful lady dressed in a white mini skirt and red shirt, made her w
