Connor slid into his seat on the airplane, wishing he had payed the extra for first class. This shitty little plane was so cramped. He prayed to god no one would sit next to him. The last thing he needed was some gross weirdo squished up next him for the next few hours. Of course, a few moments later, someone did slide into the seat next to him. Luckily, it wasn’t some gross weirdo, but a petite young woman. She wore a light blue sundress that was quite low cut, showing off a good amount of cleavage.
“Hey there, I’m Kristy,” she introduced, with a cheery smile.
“Conner,” he returned politely. He wasn’t all too interested in conversing with this stranger, but he also didn’t want to make things awkward by ignoring her.
“What are you going to Cali for?” she asked him, with that same cheerfulness.
“I’m on a business trip,” Conner sighed before returning the question, “How about you?”
“I’m gonna hang out with some friends at the beach,” she explained.