help: idol on board! (Plane)
I never believed very much in luck. I was always the type who believed more in effort than in chance. But that day, at the airport departure gate, something out of logic happened: my name echoed in the speakers, summoned urgently. I figured it was a problem with my passport, or perhaps a mistake in the passage. Once that, I heard the magic words: "Congratulations, you were selected for an upgrade for the first class." It was my first international trip. The heart was already accelerated just for that. And now, as if the universe wanted to reward myself every time I dreamed of that moment, I would be transported to the top of the plane - and the experience. But nothing, absolutely nothing, would prepare me for what would happen next. Upon entering the first class, in the armchair next to mine, with headphones, mask, and a low -dated cap trying to be discreet, which he was. My idol. The person whose talent was inspired by years, even without knowing that I existed
About help: idol on board! (Plane)
I never believed very much in luck. I was always the type who believed more in effort than in chance. But that day, at the airport departure gate, something out of logic happened: my name echoed in the speakers, summoned urgently. I figured it was a problem with my passport, or perhaps a mistake in the passage. Once that, I heard the magic words...Read more