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Lou's face was flush with annoyance. She blew out a frustrated breath through her nostrils as she tried her best to smile at the person in front of her. "What do you mean you don't have a seat for me?" she said through her teeth.

With a neutral expression and an equally neutral tone, the ticket representative said, "All seats for the 4 p.m. flight to New York City are booked at this time. Without confirmation…"

"That's a confirmation, right there," Lou argued as she slid her phone across the counter at Gate 70. She tapped the screen. "One ticket for one Lou for this flight!"

The rep glanced down at the screen so quickly, Lou knew her fate had been decided for her. She tried to keep her shoulders from sagging in defeat. She knew if she showed any signs of giving up, then the rep would stick a fork in her and she'd be done. And she couldn't be done. She had already had the worst fall break ever and all she wanted to do was to get back to the east coast and curl up on her couch.

"Sorry, but the policy clearly states that the reservation is only valid if seats become available the day of the flight. No seats have become available. I'd be happy to assist you in reserving a seat for the next flight leaving tomorrow at 9 a.m. for an additional fee. Or you can apply your current reservation to tomorrow's flight and if a seat becomes available it will be yours for no additional fee."

Lou winced at the thirty-something-year-old man in front of her. Lou had worked in customer service for the past five years, ever since she was sixteen. So she hated getting an attitude with people in those positions. But right now, she wanted to scream. Is this what a good chunk of her savings had bought her? A roundtrip ticket that now at the end of an awful trip had somehow turned into a one-way ticket?

"And the fee is?"

"One hundred dollars not including taxes and fees."

"Well, we wouldn't want to forget the fees on top of the fee!"

Lou did not enjoy losing her cool. But the bus ride to the airport had been miserable with the broken air conditioner and the only thing she had eaten was less than half of a disgusting breakfast burrito. She just wanted to go home. But the rep was already looking past her to the next person waiting in line at the gate.

"Give me a sec," Lou murmured as she picked up her phone and turned away. She shifted her heavy carry-on bag on her shoulder and then plopped down on a plastic row of seats near the check-in counter.

Lou checked her banking app and saw the abysmal balance. Additional fees were not in her budget. This regretful trip to southern California had cost more than she had planned.

She shut her eyes and tilted her head back as she muttered, "Should've just stayed home after exams and watched Netflix."

That had been her original plan anyway. The only change she would've liked to make was a boyfriend to snuggle, but her dating options had been pretty bleak. But instead, she had been a sap and fell for Hazel's crocodile tears. Her stupid roommate Hazel had begged and pleaded for Lou to spend her fall break at some stupid convention in L.A., only for Hazel to ditch her for a hot surfer guy they met at a food truck.

"Psh," Lou blew out a breath and opened her eyes. She slouched in the uncomfortable seat, leaning slightly over her stuffed carry-on bag. Before she was notified of her lack of a seat, she had spent the last two hours in the airport people watching. There had been a lot of serious-looking people in business casual attire on their laptops; younger people scrolling on their phones with their headphones on; and the occasional couple with one to two kids eating prepared snacks from one of the fresh food options wedged between the fast-food chains.

"Aw," Lou said softly to herself as she saw a woman, who had come out of the arrival line at the gate a few sections down from where she was sitting, run up to a man, who had his arms opened wide. The couple embraced and rocked from side to side as passersby moved around them.

"So cute," Lou mumbled as she smiled at the couple. Even though Hazel's antics made Lou feel a little sour towards love, she was a romantic at heart. She wanted someone to make her eyes light up as they hugged in the middle of the airport as if no one else were around.

Lou glanced at the time on her phone. 3:15 p.m. What was she doing thinking about a non-existent love-interest when she may possibly be stuck in California without a place to stay if she didn't get a seat on this flight?

"Having no way home is much worse than being single," she muttered to herself. She glanced back up at the couple, who were now passionately making out. "Now that's just unfair."

She sighed and turned her attention to a different direction. At that moment, she saw a pre-teen girl stumble over a guy's luggage as they walked in opposite directions. The guy stopped immediately and from what Lou could guess by his body language he apologized and made sure the girl was okay. Lou thought to herself that although she hated her shoulder bag with the uncomfortable strap, it wasn't a tripping hazard like rolling luggage. She raised her eyebrows as the guy turned and walked towards Gate 70.

"Lizard Guy?" Lou said to herself. As he approached the check-in counter beside her seat, she knew for sure it was him. She recognized his friendly face. Except he was no longer dressed in a scaly, green lizard costume.

The memory of the two of them trying and failing for at least seven minutes to set him free of the hotel lobby's revolving door made her smile. That had been two days ago at the convention and oddly she still thought about it every few hours. Maybe because it had been the only unexpected part of her trip that she hadn't minded.

Lizard Guy must have felt her staring because he glanced in her direction. She quickly dropped her head down and pretended to be busy with her phone. Thankfully, it buzzed with a text from Xander. It was another apology from her best friend. Without hesitation she sent him a response, once again reassuring him that she didn't blame him for their roommate being a wakadoo. Although she did understand why he felt some blame in Lou's horrible fall break. After all, he was the one that had convinced Lou to go with Hazel to the Mega Mutants convention when he himself had to bail. He was a music major at NYU and needed to stay last minute for a project.

A confused chuckle snapped Lou out of her thoughts and she looked up in time to see and hear Lizard Guy say, "There must be some mistake…"

Lou frowned to herself and shook her head slightly. Poor fella. He must've fallen for the airline's crummy money grab too. Sure, maybe the fine print says the reservation is subject to day of availability, but why let a person make it all the way through security and wait at the gate for two hours, and charge their card before letting them know they're out of luck? She knew he was now the competition for whatever seat may become available, but she hoped that they'd both miraculously end up with seats.

The ticket rep made a few clicks on the keyboard, reviewed the computer screen and then said, "No mistake. Your reservation has both seats listed. And both have been marked as checked-in."

Lizard Guy looked down at his phone with his brow furrowed. "I didn't think much about it when I checked-in on the app. I must've overlooked the double seats. My brother booked the flight for me when I was…"

"We can't refund you at this time. But thank you for flying with us and I hope you take advantage of the in-flight promotion to sign-up for a Super Diamond Platinum Plus membership. It makes correcting bookings and earning sky miles easy," the rep said in that same rehearsed tone that he had used on Lou earlier.

"But I don't need two seats," Lizard Guy argued, but the attendant was already waving the next person in line forward.

"Two seats," Lou gasped.

Her ears were ringing with his words. She watched Lizard Guy grumble and walk away from the counter. He paused. For a moment, Lou had a strange feeling that he would look in her direction. She held her breath. But he glanced at the time on his watch. It was shiny, even at this distance. She didn't remember that being a part of his lizard costume. He lifted his head and glanced around the busy airport. Lou quickly looked down at her phone, not wanting to be caught staring at him like a weirdo. She waited a moment and then slowly looked up to see him move away from the gate and toward the main pathway for all the airport shops.

Lou thought to herself that she had two options: beg a stranger for his extra ticket or sleep in a noisy, crowded airport and pray tomorrow's flight has an available seat. She thought about the mess someone had left in one of the bathroom stalls near the security checkpoint earlier. Her choice was made. Not losing another second, she hopped up and waded through the crowd until she spotted Lizard Guy browsing the coffee cart near a souvenir shop.

"Okay, be calm. Be cool," Lou coached herself as she watched him scoot his luggage out of the way of passersby. For the ten minutes she had known him, he seemed nice enough. Although, that may have been because she was helping him escape a revolving door that refused to let go of his creatively designed costume. She quietly chuckled at the memory. At the time, she had laughed loudly until tears streamed down her cheeks. The incident had seemed like something out of a silly movie. He hadn't even asked for her help. She had been half-listening to some vain story that Hazel's new boyfriend was going on and on about when she had seen Lizard Guy from the corner of her eye. She immediately went to help him out, giggling along the way.

Now, in the busy airport, she mustered the friendliest smile she could — after having been there for hours —and briskly walked up to him. He hadn't turned around yet. But before she could speak, he did turn.

"Um…" she breathed. She had gotten a lot closer than she had meant to. They were close enough for her to count his eyelashes if given the time. "Hi," she greeted him brightly.

"Hello," he replied in a surprised tone.

Her brain was sending mixed signals to her feet. Step back. No, stay frozen. Now that she was standing in front of him instead of eavesdropping from the row of seats near the ticket counter, she could see how cute he was when not dressed as a reptilian Mega Mutants character. "Hi," she repeated.

"Hello," he said again, but this time with a voice full of sunshine and only slight confusion.

Lou wondered if her hair looked nice but then remembered that it definitely didn't. She was lucky she had time to brush her teeth and wash her face before being kicked out of her Airbnb that morning. The host had been rightfully ticked off about the party Hazel and her new beau had at the pool house when the rules clearly stated "no parties." The sound of a blender interrupted her thoughts and she glanced over Lizard Guy's shoulder to see the barista smiling at them.

"Good afternoon," the barista said as he dusted his hands off on his apron. "What can I get you?"

Lizard Guy gazed at her, as if he was reluctant to turn around. That made Lou more self-conscious. What if she looked worse than she had thought? She knew her purple hoodie smelled a little weird because of that sour drink some jerk spilled on her last night at the club Hazel had dragged her to before ditching her, but she had smelled worse before. She did grow up on a farm after all.

Finally, Lizard Guy turned to the barista and ordered, "Um, I'll take an unsweetened iced green tea, please."

The barista typed the order into a tablet and without looking up asked politely, "And for your girlfriend?"

Lou blinked. She hadn't noticed anyone else with Lizard Guy. And he was the one that had told the rep at the ticket counter that he only needed one seat. That was her entire purpose for trailing after him to the coffee cart. Not that she minded seeing him again. But she needed that extra ticket to get home to a good-smelling hoodie, preferably her favorite one from the camp she went to as a kid.

She shifted her attention to Lizard Guy, who stared wide-eyed at the barista. He stumbled over his words as he answered, "She… We're… Um." He raised his eyebrows at her as if he wanted her to say something.

She quickly looked over her shoulder to see if his girlfriend was approaching. She only saw an elderly couple and a group of flight attendants. She silently looked back at him. His gaze softened as he continued to look into her eyes. She reflexively gave him a small smile.

He mirrored her expression until the barista repeated the question. Lizard Guy turned back to the cart and said, "A bottle of water? And…" He glanced at Lou's purple hoodie. "... the cookie with the purple frosting." He tapped the glass of baked goods near a stack of display cups.

"Name for the order?"

"It's, uh, Ravi."

It wasn't until the barista typed up the order and the guy handed over his card to pay for it that realization dawned on Lou. She felt her face heat up with embarrassment. Lizard Guy stepped to the other end of the cart to wait for his order. Lou stepped in the opposite direction to let the line of customers that had formed behind them move forward.

"Idiot," Lou muttered to herself. Not only did she not correct the clueless barista, but the guy felt so awkward about it that he bought stuff he obviously didn't want. There was no way she could ask for his extra ticket now. He probably thought she was a complete wakadoo. She was about to go and sulk at the row of seats near the electronics charging station when a departure and arrival display caught her eye. In a flash, several of the flights now displayed a 'delayed' message. Panic flooded over her. Was this what the rest of her weekend was going to be like? Praying for an available seat and no delays until she could crawl back to her apartment and wait for classes to start on Monday? No. She needed to get on that four o'clock flight.

She turned sharply to return to the coffee cart but bumped into the person behind her. Her instinct was to steady him, so she put her hands on his shoulders. His instinct must have been the same because she felt a hug-like embrace.

"Sorry!"

"Sorry!"

Lou's eyes widened when she recognized the person as the guy with the extra ticket. Ravi, according to what he had told the barista. For the second time that day, she had invaded this guy's personal space. If they were any closer, he would be able to count her heart beats. That is if he could keep up with how fast it was beating.

"Boarding will begin in fifteen minutes at Gate 70," a voice boomed over the airport speakers.

Without letting her go, he looked up at the ceiling as if he'd see the announcer and said, "If I would've waited any longer to get to the airport then I certainly would've been late. Thank goodness I didn't wait for Luke to drop me off."

"You can let go of me now," Lou said good-naturedly, even though she had yet to let go of his shoulders.

"Right!" He quickly unwrapped his arms from around her and backed away several steps. "Sorry," he apologized with an embarrassed look.

"It's alright," Lou replied as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder. "You smell good." She winced after the awkward words tumbled out of her mouth. She thought about just walking away and waiting for another available seat tomorrow. But then again, it wasn't her fault that he smelled like mint and lavender.

"Thanks." He looked a little flustered as he pointed over his shoulder to the coffee cart. "I'm sorry about not saying anything about… that. I wasn't expecting it."

"I didn't even realize what was going on. It's been a long day."

"I'm sure it was an honest mistake on the barista's part. I was standing pretty close to you, after all. And I guess I sort of froze. I got lost in…" His eyes widened and he folded his lips.

"Lost?"

The barista called out Ravi's name for his order. Ravi quickly said to Lou, "That's for us."

Lou smiled at the mention of "us" and immediately felt dumb. Sure, he was cute. And yeah, he seemed nice. But he probably didn't even remember her from the convention. Plus, she wasn't like Hazel, falling for a random guy she just met in California.

Lou followed Ravi to the cart and accepted the bottle of water and cookie that he offered her. The cookie had purple frosting and orange sprinkles. She figured the interesting color choice must have been because it was October. She looked over at Ravi, who was putting a paper straw into his cup.

She scrunched her nose at his iced tea and said, "I can't believe you're drinking that without any sugar."

"It's good," he said with mock offense. He took a sip to prove his point and smiled brightly. "Refreshing!" he declared. He glanced at the time on his shiny watch. "Not long until our flight leaves. You were at Gate 70, right?"

"You saw me?" Lou asked as they started walking away from the cart. She wondered if he did remember her. Did he also know that she needed his extra ticket?

He locked eyes with her and answered, "Yes, I saw you. How could I not?"

His tone was a bit awestruck. It made Lou's face heat up. She wondered if she looked as lovestruck as Hazel did when she ran into that Surfer Guy at the Mediterranean food truck. She figured it was possible as she nearly drowned in his brown eyes.

Ravi looked away and continued, "I mean, you were seated near the ticket counter. And I needed assistance with a booking issue. The attendant was no help. I usually don't fly this airline, but my usual transport needed last minute maintenance."

Lou didn't know what that last part meant, but she saw this as good of an opportunity as any to mention her own booking issue. "I kind of had my own problems with the flight. They don't have a seat for me, even though they took my money. I might be stuck here for the night if a seat doesn't become free before boarding."

"That's ridiculous," Ravi scoffed as they stopped beside a trio of waste, compost, and recycling bins. "There's got to be something they can do."

The plastic bottle in Lou's hand crunched slightly under the slight pressure of her grip as she tried to think of how to phrase her request. "Um," she began, "Well, I was hoping that maybe you could donate your extra ticket to me?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and repeated, "Donate?"

Worry bubbled up in her chest as she explained, "I'd ask you to sell it to me, but I'd need a pretty steep discount cause I'm a little, uh… broke. I'm broke right now. And I know what you're thinking: Everyone's broke! But I honestly wasted all my savings on this stupid vacation because of my non-friend. And I don't get paid for another two weeks."

Lou had always been an overshare-er, but telling a stranger in the middle of the airport all her business was a new level of oversharing. But she was desperate to go home and she wanted to be honest with the guy.

"Do you live in New York? I can pay you back as soon as I get paid or my roommate might be able to help me out when I get back," she continued when he didn't say anything. "Or I could Cashapp you?" She held out the bottle of water and cookie slightly and added, "I'll pay you back for these, too."

Ravi gently pushed the bottle and baked good back towards her and said kindly, "You don't have to do that. I wanted to get you those."

"No, you didn't," Lou said honestly as she held the items closer to her. "The barista made it all awkward and you were just caught off guard."

Ravi chuckled lightly and nodded, "Fine, that's true. He caught me off guard. But I do want to give you my extra ticket."

Lou felt her entire mood brighten. She smiled and asked in a hopeful tone, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah, of course. Why would I waste a ticket that they're not going to refund me when you need to get back home? I'd be happy to share. I mean, it's the least I can do after you saved me from that revolving door."

Lou grinned. So he did remember her from the convention. After Lou had gotten him free of the hotel lobby's revolving door, Hazel had dragged her away before she could get the guy's name. Something that Lou had complained about several times to Hazel that day.

Ravi looked embarrassed as he said in a rush, "Not that you would remember that. Um, we sort of met before. You were at the Mega Mutants convention on Wednesday. You were wearing the same purple hoodie. And your hair was in a ponytail. And I was the guy in the…"

"Lizard costume," Lou giggled. "I'll never forget that. It was hilarious!"

"Yeah," he chuckled awkwardly as he rocked back on his heels. "...hilarious."

There was another announcement over the speakers that the four o'clock flight to New York was boarding soon. A sudden fear struck Lou that Ravi might change his mind about the ticket.

He grabbed the handle of his luggage and said, "We don't have much time. Let's go to the ticket counter and have them update the ticket for us. We wouldn't want to miss our flight."

Lou nodded and bit the inside of her cheek. She was ecstatic to be going home, of course. She just wasn't sure why his mention of "us" and "we" made her feel equally as happy.


For all the trouble that Lou had had to deal with that morning, the process for updating the ticket was surprisingly easy. Before she knew it, her name was printed on a ticket, she was boarding the flight, and she was seated in a cushy seat by the window. But there was one unexpected change to her ticket.

"You didn't say it was a first-class ticket," Lou lowered her voice so that the people around her wouldn't hear her and realize she didn't belong in the fancy seats. Somehow her purple hoodie felt frumpier than it did previously.

Ravi blinked. He asked, not whispering at all, "Why are you whispering and slouching?" He looked around. "Is there someone you're trying to avoid?"

Lou shook her head and loosely crossed her arms. She stared out the window at the clouds. During boarding and take-off, she had been so confused as to why she wasn't crammed between two strangers in the middle of an overcrowded plane that she didn't say anything. Now that they were at cruising altitude, she was trying to figure out how she ended up with a view of the clouds and a cushy, reclining seat.

She scooted over, leaned toward Ravi, and said quietly, "I've never sat in first class before."

His face looked flushed but his eyes were bright. Lou realized that this was the third time she had gotten so close to him without really meaning to, but it didn't seem like he minded it. She wondered if now would be a good time to ask him if he was single. But that seemed like a lot after taking his extra ticket.

He hesitantly moved away and said, "I don't normally fly first class."

Lou couldn't decide if that made her feel better or worse. Better because that meant she wasn't the only one that felt a little out of place in first class. But worse because that had to mean the ticket he gave her was expensive. She'd definitely need to pay him back, but it might take a little longer than she'd originally thought. She hoped he would be okay without all the money upfront. Maybe when she got home, she could ask Xander if the restaurant he sang at on the weekends needed extra servers tomorrow.

Ravi leaned back in his seat and said absentmindedly as he scrolled through his phone, "The seats are comfortable enough. However, the cabin is much noisier than the private jet. I can hardly hear you over all this rumbling."

"Private jet?" Lou stammered with her eyebrows raised. She glanced at his shiny watch. Up close she could see it wasn't just shiny, but one of those expensive brands that was probably worth more than her parents' farm. "Is that what you meant earlier? That your private jet needed maintenance?"

"My parents' jet," he replied automatically.

Ravi froze and slowly lifted his eyes from his phone to her. He looked nervous as he said, "This probably shouldn't be our first official conversation. Money tends to make people awkward. Let's start over." He held out his hand for her to shake. "Hello, I'm Ravi Ross. And you are?"

Lou lightly swatted his hand away and said, "Not uh. You already know it's Lou. We updated the ticket information together. And that's not fair! I told you I'm broke. You have to tell me if you're like rich or something?"

"Not per se," Ravi answered quickly. She narrowed her eyes at him. He sighed and admitted, "My parents are loaded like a baked potato. But I'm just a research assistant in a lab at my university. I make hardly anything… and I guess I have a trust fund… and some investments that my sister suggested. But that's all!"

"Well, if that's all," Lou replied sarcastically. She had only been living in New York City for two years, but it never ceased to amaze her how well-off people could be. In her small hometown in Maine, the richest kid at her high school drove a rented luxury car to prom. That's about as fancy as things got around there.

"See, I told you money would make things awkward," Ravi said. "As soon as I was adopted by a wealthy family, it stuck me in situations where I don't always feel like I fit in. For instance, in L.A. this week with my brother. Lots of parties with rich pretty people doing rich pretty people things, which is like my brother's entire lifestyle. But not mine. That's why I insisted on going to the Mega Mutants convention. I love RPGs. But it's also full of people who don't care about who has the biggest private island or the most brand deals. I could just be myself."

Lou narrowed her eyes in thought. She shrugged and shook her head. "Nah, I'd rather be rich. But I'll take your word for it."

He laughed lightly and rolled his eyes. "Gee, thanks, Lou."

"It's true. And, trust me, some of those convention geeks care about brand deals, too. I don't know how many times someone tried to sell me something while I tried to figure out what Mega Mutants was even about."

"You don't know the game?" Ravi gasped. "Then why were you at the convention?" He shook his head before she had a chance to reply. "It doesn't matter. What matters is that you are now seated beside a Mega Mutants expert."

"Good," Lou shrugged. "Cause I had no idea what was going on and my friend kept getting upset when I'd ask her to explain stuff." Ravi looked as if he were going to ask a question, so Lou continued, "But we're not talking about her right now because she's on my list. And it's not a good list."

"Got it," Ravi said with a nod. "Stay on your good list."

Lou smiled and relaxed into the comfy seat, no longer letting the feeling of being out of place get to her. She was sure being beside the self-proclaimed Mega Mutants expert helped. "I'm just happy to be on this flight, so I can get home and watch celebrity cooking shows until I pass out on my couch."

"Me too," Ravi agreed. His eyes widened and he quickly added, "But on my own couch! Not your couch…" His face flushed again and he broke eye contact.

Lou forced herself not to giggle like an idiot as she heard Ravi mutter something to himself about being embarrassed.

At that moment, the flight attendant approached them with the beverage and snack cart. Lou watched Ravi contemplate what to get as she thought about what he had said. Honestly, he was kind enough to share his extra ticket, sweet enough not to correct the barista, funny enough to make her laugh when being at that convention was not enjoyable for her, and cute enough for her to keep sneaking glances at him. If there was anyone she was interested in watching celebrity cooking shows on her couch with, it was him.

The flight attendant handed him a sparkling water and cheese platter before asking Lou if she wanted anything. When the attendant left, Lou decided that she didn't want all her memories from fall break to be bad. To start, she was going to pay back the awesome Lizard Guy.

"Um," she started after she took a sip of her orange juice. "You never answered my question…" He raised his eyebrows and she continued, "Do you live in New York?"

"Yes, I grew up there. And I go to university there, Columbia. But honestly, you don't have to worry about paying me back. Like I said, the airline wasn't going to refund me anyway and I'm happy to help you after you were so kind to me at the convention."

"Anyone would've helped you out."

"I could argue the same…"

"No, not really. I mean, won't it be weird giving someone something so expensive and then never seeing them again?"

Ravi furrowed his brow and his eyes genuinely looked sad. He asked, "I won't see you again?"

She couldn't help quietly saying, "Aw."

And all of a sudden, Lou wasn't going to go home and burn Hazel's clothes anymore. She understood. Yes, Hazel ruined their fall break by falling for some hot surfer guy that looked exactly like Xander but was nothing at all like Xander. Surfer Guy got them kicked out of nearly every place they went, except oddly the Mega Mutants convention. And yes, Hazel ditched Lou in Cali and left her in a strange city to fend for herself. (Something that Lou would never, ever do to her friends or non-friends.) But she could understand being into a guy so fast that you hardly have time to comprehend it. She would definitely be seeing Ravi again.

"I suppose this is a six-hour flight," she said with her eyes bright with amusement. "Let's see if you can impress me enough to see you again."

His expression changed into one of worry and he nervously fiddled with a wedge of cheese. Lou instantly felt guilty.

"I'm kidding!" she said quickly as she placed her hand on his shoulder. She hoped she hadn't ruined her chance all ready.

Relief washed over his features and he smiled. "Good! Don't get me wrong. I'd really like to impress you. But that's a lot of pressure!"

She grinned and chuckled.

He said shyly, "You seem worth it, though."

And just like that, Lou didn't think her fall break or the crummy airline were so bad after all.