Sprawl

Previously, she slid round and waited his command - "Let's go"

Slid across the thin-forming ice sheath on the concrete, they synchronise their footsteps, left foot, then switch. Previously he had no clue on the future of his whereabouts, he still does not know. Round their train tickets to the train in almost rural area, not quite outback, but close to it. And certainly not suburban. Wait for the doors to open, miss, the train controller shouts down onto her neck. "Let's go, get up" he said, lending an tree-like hand to her roots to suck the life out of.