It was a sunny day.
It was boarding time for my flight. I hate travelling but not specifically flying. I had a busy day but not a bad one.
I had my ticket in my hand while I aimlessly walked towards the plane. I was surprised when suddenly a guy asked me.
“What’s your number?” he asked while pointing to my hand. I was surprised. I looked at my ticket.
“11A,” I was hesitant but answered anyway.
“I mean your phone number,” he smiled. I was confused about how to react.
“Sorry, I’m just joking,” he continued. “I’m not sure why I said those. I’m an introvert and would have had a hard time starting a conversation with strangers. But somehow the words came out easily when I saw you.” I can see that he was speaking truthfully.
“That’s alright,” I smiled back. I’m not sure why but I feel comfortable with this guy. We started talking and I enjoyed it.
I haven’t had a good conversation for a while. So when he asked if he can sit beside me on the plane, I agreed. He ends up asking another passenger to switch seats with him. We continued our conversation during the flight.
Upon arrival, we went to a local park and had a good laugh. On that moment, I felt something that I haven’t felt for a long time. I silently thought, “This must be…”
Then, I opened my eyes and woke up. There I was, sleeping in my bed. I was a bit disappointed to see my boyfriend sleeping on my side.
“10:14,” the clock read. “Who was that?” thinking about the man on my dream. Back to reality.
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