Leo had been so irritated that day. His good-for-nothing cousin, Damian, thought it would be a fantastic idea to 'borrow' his jet on the same day he was leaving for New York, leaving him no choice but to travel in a commercial plane.
His family just had their special way of pissing him off, don't they?
He had been angry, his blood boiling even. He hated people touching his stuff, let alone without his permission, and these days his cousin had gotten bold, getting ahead of himself and even trying to push his buttons.
So that was how he ended up sitting on the dreaded plane. With his eyes closed, he took calming breaths to get his anger in check before he burns down the damn plane with everyone in it. Leo then felt someone standing in front of him but didn't bother to check who it was because he thought it was just a stewardess and after feeling the same presence for five minutes straight, he opened his eyes to see who it was.
