Somehow i had fallen asleep in the train, leaning my head onto the window.
I am awake, but i'm too tired to open my eyes. So i keep them shut.
"yeah i got them. I'll be there in an hour, just be patient" his tone held frustration in it.
I wonder who's he talking to.
"i know, i know, i got it. Whatever, bye." he snaps his phone shut and i pretend like i just woke up from my sleep.
"Eavesdropping are we?" he smirks, starring at me
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Train Station
Short StoryA boy, a girl. Strangers. One train, one seat. © zahraunique All rights reserved
