Viola's POV

I came back to earth suddenly when a hot girl walked towards me confidently.

Heels clicking.

She was a hostess I guess at first glance.

"Hostess? Yeah, serving drinks-smile and nod."

Oh, how dummy I was for assuming.

Sure she was on the plane, but wait a minute.

She didn't look like that at all to me, not your standard uniform.

"Wait, no apron? Weird."

She wasn't wearing normal clothes, nothing professional.

She was wearing expensive and warm clothes, designer stuff that ...