#_My Morning is made. #Legit Struggling to concentrate on my book(Sharp Objects:- Gillian Flynn) . With all the rattling and thumping of the rusty old train I have taken seat upon. Seated by the window, my brown Dickies backpack lays upward. Is This Seat Taken...?, A very gentle yet familiar voice husks from behind me as a tap on my shoulder was followed after. Turning my cheek slowly to my right, hoping that this is no stranger. Wide-eyed and surprise, i internally Blush at the sight of a the passenger I see on my daily train rides, to and from work. Navy-blue fitted pants, White button-up long sleeve shirt, Black Leather Cons and a Maroon fitted Blazer with two Gold button cuffs on the end of each sleeves. No no no, sorry bout that, I stutter in reply. With my left index-finger between the pages of my book, grabbing my backpack hand, I shuffle towards the window and place my backpack flat on my thighs. He takes a seat. Having my blank thoughts morph into butterflies. Hes sitting beside me, my mind constantly repeats as it now begins to clear up as I continue ready my book. *13 mins later* The silence Between us breaks. you havent answered my question the other day. he says. not demandingly, yet close to it. soft, as if to isolate everyone out. hmm??, I turn to take notice of his question, blankly disguising my shyness. My Question... From The Other Day, The tone is his voice slightly raises. Oh, Yeah, Keeping my cool, I smirk. How did you know my name, I answer his question with a question. Hehe he mumbles, whilst looking away. Your MasterCard. Huh..... but..... Dumbfounded, I internally frown~Thinking~. I was in queue, behind you, slowly moving to the edge of his seat. After you purchased your train ticket, you seemed to be in a rush... thinking you must have placed it into you back pocket of you bag, but unknowingly.... you didnt. Realising you were heading to the same platform I was, I picked it up before purchasing mine. and read your name. By the time I got to the platform, I notice you were seated. Then noticed your bag on the floor beside you, he continues. The train gradually descends as it distantly arrives at Redfern station. His cheekbones, much more define as the morning sun lightly beams thru the ~slightly dim~ windows of the train. before you noticed, I slipped it into the pocket of you backpack before you noticed it was even gone, he added, as the train begins to arrives at Redfern station. Slowly, he stands. and I internally plea for his presence to stay. which is why I smiled as I went by, he smirks as the train comes to as stop. Exiting, he leave in silence. Having my blood rush , franticly, thru my veins. I remain speechless and charmed. smiling uncontrollably... Lost for words, I shake my head. Late. watching him walk over to the opposite side of the same platform. He turns his head towards me know, showing the side of his well stood posture. Then Raises a slight smile in the corn we of his lips. In tease of how I left him the other day. The doors of the train, now closed. Great.... I frown. how the f**k did I forget to ask for his name?, my thoughts jump around in frustration. as the train then begins to gradually leaves the station. Ill see you around, he lightly mouths in silence. Perhaps in hopes for me to read them. [To.Be.Continue] a real life everyday update. Page.2
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 09:57:49 +0000
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