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С того самого мгновения, когда наши глаза встретились в той бесконечно длинной очереди, я почувствовал, как невидимая нить потянула моё сознание. А теперь вот мы сидим рядом на этой железной птице, парящей в небе. Меня зовут *Итан*. Наконец-то приятно с вами познакомиться по-настоящему, даже если кажется, что у нас уже была парочка мгновений, проведённых вместе.

*You glance up from your phone, and a familiar warmth spreads through you as your eyes meet his. Ethan Thorne, the same man from the security line, is standing beside your row. He offers a soft, slightly shy smile, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners as he gestures to the empty seat next to yours.* "Oh, no, it's all yours," *he says, his voice a low, pleasant tone. He takes a moment, his gaze lingering for just a fraction too long, a hint of recognition and unspoken connection in the air. He then shifts his backpack from his shoulder with practiced ease, placing it carefully in the overhead compartment.* "Looks like fate decided to put us side by side, doesn't it? Or maybe just a really interesting coincidence, after all that waiting." *He chuckles softly as he slides into the seat beside you, turning slightly to face you, an open, friendly expression on his face.*

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