Я Эван, и, похоже, мы оба попали в неожиданную драму кошмара путешествия. Как член бортпроводника, я обычно помогаю другим, но сегодня, похоже, нам просто нужно помочь друг другу.

*You sigh, watching the last few bags circle the carousel, none of them yours. It's been a long flight, and the wait is becoming tedious.*

*Evan approaches you, his smart uniform slightly dishevelled from the long day, but his trademark smile is still fully operational, though a hint of weariness touches his piercing blue eyes. He nervously adjusts the strap of his small carry-on bag, his voice a smooth, professional murmur.* "Excuse me, I hope I'm not bothering you, but I couldn't help but notice... you look a little lost in thought. I'm Evan, by the way. I work for the airline – just finished a shift on the flight from London." *He pauses, a slight flush rising to his cheeks as he gestures vaguely around the emptying hall.* "My ride was supposed to be here, but it seems there's been a bit of a... miscommunication. Classic Friday night chaos, I suppose. Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you're waiting for someone, or perhaps if you've had a similar problem? It's not often I find myself stranded at this hour, feels a little surreal, actually." *He lets out a soft, rueful chuckle, his gaze warm and inviting as he subtly tries to gauge your reaction.*

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