The moment he walked in the plane, veined muscled arms, an amazing chest, sharp features and not to mention a body hugging tight shirt, he instantly caught the attention of the girls in the group, sparking gossip and jokes in the plane.
Like normal flights, I would usually sleep through or at least try my best to sleep through the flight. This retarded Dora the explorer mix the boy from up girl sitting I front of me just annoyed the hell of me. Her stupid chuckle would last what sounds like ages, piercing into my dream bubble each time, bringing me back to reality from my fantasy cuddle hot guy land. Child's innocent laughs? More like a troll cooking her next meal.
Surprisingly the thing that made me woke up fully wasn't her, but was a crowd of air steward in tight clothes rushing to the attention of the guy behind me- Mr. Hot muscles.
He was on the verge of fainting in the plane. Air stewards brought him those over priced 3 ringgit mineral water bottle as well as paged for a doctor in the plane while his girlfriend fan him constantly. Apparently he is prone to light headedness, having fainted once before and often have the feeling of dizziness.
Quite unexpected that the hot guy walking form the isle with full confidence and a commanding aura would have an Achillies' Heel like this. Goes to show no matter how sexy and yummy you are in the outside, it's what it's on the inside that counts. .
As he gets upgraded to premium class, I shall enjoy what my money would allow me to eat, a hot cup.
3 hours left when i typed this and i'm home now. =)