Ten or tentoo/ rose airport au :)
âIs this seat taken?â
John looked up from his book to find an exhausted blonde gesturing at the seat to his right where his backpack was. A quick scan of the area showed that the waiting area had filled up while he was engrossed in his novel.
âNo, please take it,â he said, grabbing his bag and setting it at his feet.Â
âYou heading home?â he asked as she settled into the seat.
She startled, sent him a quizzical look. âHow do you know that?â
âAccent gives it away,â he answered with a smile. âNot many Brits here and the flight to London leaves from this gate.â
âRight, âcourse. Iâm just so tired I didnât even think of that.â She shook her head, rubbing her temples. âYeah, Iâm heading home. Canât wait to see my own bed again.â
âKnow what you mean. Itâs been too long since Iâve seen mine as well.â
She glanced up at the Delayed sign flashing above the gate and sighed. âLooks like weâre going to be stuck here for a while though.â
âBetter with a new friend though,â John said cheerfully, grinning at her widely.
She smiled back, the expression breaking over her face like the sun coming out from behind the clouds. âThat it is. Iâm Rose.â
She stuck her hand out. John took it and shook it briefly, lingering before releasing her. âJohn. Itâs nice to meet you, Rose.â