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Walking fast to her trainstation she adjusted the plant in her bag so the plant wont get hurt.
Her Aloe Vera she had to bring her friend sat between her legs, safe and with one arm she made sure that the plant is safe and wouldn't fall.
The train was unusually quiet, only some old women coughed. She had to drive some time and one station after the other came. After the 6th station a man got in. He looked around and even if all seats where empty he sat next to her.
She ignored it and stared out of the window, watching the people walking past her.
She noticed that the man smiled brightly in her direction.
Actually she didnt want to looke but she still turned her head and looked hin straight in the eyes, his bright smile still on. "What ?" She asked. He pointed at the plant. "What kind of plant is that ?" He asked. Why would he ask that ?, She thought. "An Aloe Vera." She answered. "You must be a really friendly person !" He exclaimed and his wide smile could be brighter. "Why do you think so ?" She was confused. "Because all people who transport plant are friendly."

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