Kyle Grins at My Boarding Pass
## Kyle Glances at My Boarding Pass with a Knowing Smirk Jenna was the first to arrive, tossing her bag onto a seat and warmly wrapping me in a swift embrace. Soon after, Kyle casually sauntered over, his backpack dangling and that well-known sly grin gracing his face. He inquired about how the check-in process unfolded and casually reached for my boarding pass as if it were already in his possession. I held on tight to it while he pointed at the seat row with a bemused smile. Jenna adjusted her tote, her eyes flickering between us, sensing the rising tension before a word was exchanged.
Kyle Grins at My Boarding Pass
He Insists on Taking What’s Not His
Grasping at What Doesn’t Belong Gone was any pretense of friendly chat. Kyle bluntly stated he deserved the aisle seat and expected me to just move, as though it were final. I explained I’d chosen and bought this seat for a reason, intending to sit there. His eyebrows arched defiantly as he repeated his case, speaking of equity and ease. I calmly folded my boarding pass and slid it into my jacket, signaling the conversation’s end. Jenna remained silent, her gaze fixed on the carpet.
He Insists on Taking What’s Not His
