I sidle into the already packed train with a small, apologetic sound and grab the bar, trying not to smush the people in front of me while still keeping my ass inside the closing door.
There's that moment where everyone is packed into the car that the train approaches maximum density, but the doors are still open, and everyone sort of prays that nobody gets slappy and tries to shove on, but of course here comes that guy, saying, "Hey, can you move in a little?" and magically, he fits.
"Ask and ye shall receive," I say before I realize that I'm actually saying those words out loud, with my mouth.
"Never know unless you try," he replies jovially, and I wonder how much our fellow passengers hate us right now.
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