1.|The bus stop

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August 12, 1993. It's 5:44 am and it is pouring outside with a hazy atmosphere.

I decided to get up earlier this day..dunno why, usually I go to sleep at 2 am and wake up at 11 am or later, but sometimes there's a mood when i wanna get up earlier.

So, I was sitting on bench at the bus stop, it was very foggy and rainy morning.
"..I arrived too early..the bus will only be in 41 minutes.."
I quietly mumbled while looking at my wet watch.

I looked up at sky, still pouring..well, this is England, no wonder. My hair was a bit wet, cuz i didn't bring my umbrella, i had only raincoat on.

After a while

5:53 am..
Still foggy, but I saw someone walking in bus stop direction.
A silhouette moved towards me, before it revealed itself; It's a man, he has blue eyes, one of the eyes seems like it's paralysed or somthin? He has a bleached blond hair which is a bit shorter than a neck length long. Oh, and he has a guitar on his back.
He looked a bit tired, no wonder why, it's not even 6:00 am!

The man sat next to me, but not too close.
He didn't have an umbrella either, he wasn't wearing raincoat. He was wearing baggy jeans and a jacket.

Something about him seemed interesting to me, so i asked..
"hi?"

the man looked at me and gave me a small smile.

"hello." he responded.

"..are you waiting for a bus too?" i asked.

"Ah.. well, I was waiting for the rain to stop actually." he responded looking at sky and then looked back at me.
"How long are you waiting for a bus?" he asked.

"Well, a while.." i responded.
He nodded.

"Yeah?..the rain is kind of.. brutal, I'd suppose you'd have to take the underground to get wherever you're going instead."

"I'm heading outta town..i think.."

"You think? You're not sure where are you going to?" He chuckled.

"Well..yea..by the way..may I ask your name?" I smiled a bit too.

"my name's is Thom."
he grinned, putting his hand out for a handshake, before realising how soaked his hand was.

"Ah- sorry. It's kind of wet."
he pulled his hand back, he got a bit embarrassed as he let out a nervous laugh.

"hah.. mine's actually too."
I giggled and pulled my hand out.
"My name's Erin."



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A/N- well, i think it's good for the first chapter :b
oh and btw it's almost 4 am in the morning 😭😭

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