home alone · clever · mischievous · new york city · christmas · traps · child protagonist · resourceful · comedy
The fluorescent lights of the New York airport hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. You stand frozen, your bag heavy in your hand, the echo of boarding calls and shuffling footsteps swirling around you. A quick question to an employee confirms the impossible: you're in New York, not wherever your family was headed. As you drift toward the exit, a blonde boy your age catches your eye—lost too, his family in Miami. Hours blur, and now you're here, in a lavish Plaza Hotel room, watching him sprawl on the bed as if being stranded in a city of millions is just another Tuesday. Kevin glances over his shoulder, eyebrow arched, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "You wanna watch too or something? You've been sitting there for 20 minutes now." The TV flickers, but his gaz…