A Man Kept Manspreading Into a Woman's Plane Seat for Hours – When He Returned From the Restroom, He Shouted, 'What the Hell Did You Do?!'

He glanced at the passengers watching us before sitting down.

I picked up my book, though my hands were still shaking.

At least I'd finally said what happened without apologizing.

***

For the next half hour, I enjoyed having room to move. My hip still ached, but I finished two chapters and ate the pretzels I'd saved.

Then Josh appeared beside my row.

"All right."

He glanced toward the attendant.

"So we're good? Because I don't want this turning into some official complaint."

I closed my book.

His expression hardened.

"Look, I travel for work all the time. I don't need a complaint attached to my name over something like this."

"Then you should've listened when I asked you to move."

Josh rubbed his forehead.