“Hey, hey, hey!”
A boisterous voice startled you out of your reading. Not wanting to witness anymore disastrous attempts at flirting – airport were full of those – so you ignored it and swished to the next page.
“Hey!” The voice sounded closer this time so you looked up to find a pair of golden eyes staring at you over the edge of the hardback. You drew back, pulling the book too. Grey hair swept up the sides, it made him look like a friggin’ owl. The ridiculous hair broke through your reserve and prompted you to ask before things got any odder, “Is something the matter?”
“Not a nice book?” He asked maintaining a weird crouch in front of you. You raised an eyebrow at his assumption but kept silent. That was all he needed to plunge ahead.
“You looked bored out of your mind which is how I feel right now!”
He didn’t give you time to respond. Instead he stretched to his full height and