It's hard to describe that moment, it was awkward but I didn't really want it to end, her brown eyes through her glasses were so calming. The noise of the train pulling into the station broke our glare. She got up, grabbed her bag, and stepped out onto the platform as the tube doors slid open.
Just like that she was gone. I'm not sure what happened but it kept playing on my mind, it wasn't an uncomfortable stare, it was unsettlingly peaceful.
It played on my mind all night. Kept me tossing and turning in bed as I listened to the same old songs again.
That next week I couldn't keep this girl out of my head. I wondered if something like that stare we had would happen again. When Friday came along it was the same as usual, she was the other side of the carriage with her headphones in, minding her own business. She seemed to be enthralled with whatever she was looking at on her phone, smiling a very large grin, which seemed to have spread to me.
I started thinking to myself, what kind of music she was listening to. I had taken my music taste from my parents so it was a few decades out of date compared to what people listened to now. Then it hit me, a one off idea. I should invite her to listen along with me. If the girl listened to the same music software that I did she'd be able to listen along with me. I don't know what encouraged me to, but I swiped up on my phone and shared a link to nearby phones. I'd never normally do anything like this but I thought I'd give it a shot.
A few moments passed and nothing happened, but I glared at my phone with hope. My screen flashed, it read...
"ROBYN:] joined your Spotify party"
