#summer flight

• Seat 1? Sure, if you’re fine with a dance-off between an emotionless Slavic ginger and a brooding K-pop goth. It’s like “Dancing with the Stars” but with way more attitude and zero commercial breaks. Seat 2? Brace yourself for non-stop melodrama from a quirky-looking pair who probably thinks they're in some fantasy epic.

• Seat 3 is a fashion disaster waiting to happen. Seriously, who wears a suit on a ten-hour flight? Oh, and seat 4? You'll be serenaded by a depressed poet and a human-looking lustful demon—sounds fun until the lute and the chains come out.

• Seat 5? Talk about intense vibes—one minute they're stoic, the next they're pouring their heart out. Seat 6? Yoga sessions and essential oils—sure, why not?

• Seat 7 has that icy stare competition going on; blink, and you might end up dead. Seat 9 is for those who enjoy impromptu workout tips and a side of narcissism.

• Seat 10? Get ready for some serious philosophical debates with an angelic figure and someone who looks like they've been through every existential crisis known to man.

And if othen is anything like portugal based on what I keep hearing people say