When I saw the airhostess walking towards my seat, I pulled one of my earphones out. She paused at a few seats while passengers leaned in to whisper their requests. She was friendly, and her smile never left her face. When she got closer to me, I raised my hand slightly to get her attention. "Yes, ma'am?" "Uh, can I get a bottle of water? It's getting kind of hot up in here," I said, feeling compelled to return her smile. "That just means we're close to Congo," she said, keeping that warm smile. "Sure, it's coming right up." "Thank you." I slipped my earphone back in. She nodded and continued down the aisle. I looked at the young couple seated across from me. The blonde woman was saying something about her bright fingernails to the brunette man, who I assumed was her boyfriend. No ring on her finger. He held her hand and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle. I looked down at my phone, ignoring the two happy faces on my wallpaper staring back at me as I turned the
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