She turned her head to the sound as the public address system announced a one hour delay for the third time that evening. Her shoulders slumped and she sank further into her seat. The cold bit her ears and she wished that she’d thought to carry a scarf. Her friends had warned her about this airline, they were notorious for these kinds of delays, but this was the cheapest flight that was available for the day and she was low on funds. She should have booked earlier on a more reliable airline. It would have been cheaper. Her stomach made loud growling noises and she was embarrassed when the guy sitting beside her turned to look at her. She was sure he’d heard it. She had exactly two thousand naira in her wallet, enough to get her home if her brother Arinze wasn’t there to get her when she landed at MM2. She brought out her phone to kill some time browsing. The homepage of her browser loaded halfway, and then she got a notification from her service providers that her data bundle was exhausted. Bad things really did happen in multiples! The guy beside her chuckled a little, got up and walked away. She felt like throwing her phone at him, sure that he’d seen the embarrassing notification just as he’d heard her growling stomach. What he must think of her!! He wasn’t much older than her, or the most attractive guy she’d seen but he had a good gait and his jeans sat nicely. Her eyes followed him until he entered the food court. She closed her eyes, maybe she would be able to get some sleep. She had nothing any sensible thief would want to steal anyway, being as broke as she was. Going home after each semester was always the same. She had barely closed her eyes when she felt him return and take his seat beside her.
‘eat this,’ he said and she opened her eyes to see he’d gotten her some pastries and a bottle of coke. His voice was a smooth thing dented by an American accent. She started to decline when he took her hand and shook his head. It was such an audacious thing for a complete stranger to do, and after a few long moments, she accepted.
‘you can use my wifi too, the password’s password.’ This time, she didn’t object. They sat for the rest of the time in easy silence and when the PAS finally announced that her flight was boarding, he smiled and said, ‘it was an honour to wait with you, I hope we’ll meet again one day.’ She got up, thanked him and left, hoping too that they would.