ᵉⁿᵍˡⁱˢʰ Pour Some Sugar on Me [Bullet Train]

09

Some things in life are avoidable.

Being hit by a car, or even killed because you cross the street on a red light, is avoidable. Choking on your food is also avoidable because you only have to chew it. Allergies to nuts don't count.... although, you don't have to eat nuts unless they are mixed in with your food, but that, would be murder. What does not count and belongs to the avoidable things in life, however, are mostly those things on which we do not possess or can take no influence. If a rain shower comes up and this then becomes so strong that the street is under water and runs into your house, is not avoidable. A bad harvest, because of a prolonged drought, is also unavoidable.

The coming trouble, with the White Death, was among the events that were avoidable, however.

"Had to be there?" inquired Alex, knowing, however, that Tangerine was of the opinion not to put up with everything from the Yakuza chief and that the latter could quietly know, " You know...."

"No need to worry, darling," Alex was interrupted by Tangerine, "We haven't arrived yet. The end of the line is not yet in sight."

A quick glance from Tangerine in the mirror followed and the second after, the brown-haired man flinched and Alex right along with him, but there stood merely Ladybug with Clark Kent glasses in the overhead compartment, half hidden in the curtain.

With a 'Let it be', Alex took the bearded man by the arm, pointed down the compartment and already made a first move, because she didn't feel like their argument escalating. To Ladybugs, 'It's considered very rude.... To talk on the phone on the train.... in Japan', was followed by a classic response from Tangerine, 'Is that rude enough, stupid motherfucker. Stick your fucking hat, up your fucking asshole, you hear me? ', and the curtain with it, pulled completely shut.

"Everything all right with you, darling?" gave Alex in a slightly mocking tone, and was met with a sour look from Tangerine, "So much for 'nothing to worry about, darling'."

With a young lady, as Tangerine called the young girl, this one became a gentleman quite quickly and apologized directly, for his 'fuck'.

In the presence of Alex or the common get-together, the ring bearer literally, didn't give a shit, how his choice of words, expression or articulation was. He didn't care at all, which led to her looking at him, running her tongue over the inside of her left cheek, and nodding. All right. Thank you.

The young girl had probably seen said suitcase, since Tangerine had inquired of her about it, and not only that, it had been Ladybug that she had seen with a silver suitcase. After all, it hadn't been long since Tangerine and Alex had seen him.