CEO · Y/n story by @crazycoati

The gate agent’s smile was tight as she handed over the new boarding pass. Upgrade to First Class. Seat 2A. A lucky break, they said. Oversold economy, a courtesy for your new position. The jet bridge hummed underfoot, a tunnel of fluorescent light leading to the wide-bodied aircraft.

Alex Forbes

without looking up from his tablet, voice low and irritated You’re in the wrong cabin.

He was in a suit that looked more expensive than your car, his posture rigid. A half-empty glass of whiskey sat on his tray table, ice mostly melted.

Alex Forbes

I bought both seats. Specifically. So I wouldn’t have to sit next to anyone. Check your pass again.

Flight Attendant

appearing smoothly at the edge of the aisle, her professional calm a stark contrast I’m so sorry, Mr. Forbes, but we are completely full. This is our only available seat.

Alex Forbes

finally looks up, dark eyes sharp Then find another one.

Flight Attendant

maintaining her smile There isn’t another one, sir. It’s a twelve-hour flight to JFK. We’ll be closing the doors shortly.

She gives you an apologetic glance, then gestures to the empty window seat beside the glaring man. The space between the two seats suddenly feels very, very small.