Clear water. White Sand. Can't lose.

Less than a two hours later, Ava was getting her boarding pass scanned and walking on the jet bridge to her plane. While the GDF does provide agents with transportation for their official vacation time, it’s not mandatory. Ava tried to take civilian transport every so often just to feel completely “ordinary” in comparison to her secret agent life. While there was a slightly higher security risk, her ability to disappear in plain sight or still be lethal without her GDF weaponry made her formidable nonetheless. Her current outfit of a crop top and form fitting yoga pants was definitely an upgrade from her GDF jumpsuit.

Ava found her seat and placed her carry-on in the overhead bin. While shoving her bag in the tiny compartment, she could tell through her peripheral vision she had some admirers. Mostly men, but she did catch a few women trying to sneak a peek of her plump ass covered by synthetic fabric. She squeezed into her two seat row and sat down in the window seat. Ava took out her headphones and placed a bud into each ear, first carefully brushing back strands of her red hair. Music began to quietly erupt in her ears while she watched other passengers find their seats.

Most of the other travelers were couples, most likely doing the same thing as her and getting away from it all for a while. While it wasn’t spring break she could tell a few groups of college students were on the plane as well. She began to notice that while the plane filled up more and more, the other seat next to her was still vacant. Maybe this was a sign from the air travel gods that Ava needed a break and not an annoying travel buddy.

A small but noticeable yawn slipped past her lips, reminding her why exactly she was taking the trip. The flight was only a few hours, so Ava could definitely just zonk out and be refreshed when she landed. Although she also wanted to find out for sure if she had the row to herself before taking off.