The Lady In The Middle


Picture this– 

You sir in your seat on an airplane next to a short, but round woman. She’s respectful of your space & even gives up the arm rest. 

But, as soon as the wheels go up, a neck rest comes out, her seat goes back and she seems to melt. Fully relaxed, her arm starts creeping over the arm rest & her being slowly oozes into your personal space. Not malicious or unthinking, just relaxed. Then the food cart comes by with Biscoff & she’s awake. 

The arm rest is yours again. 


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