The footsteps grew louder and louder until
another woman joined Colette on the station,
A tall vaguely muscular woman with short red hair and an oversized denim jacket with a painting in bright colours on the back panel.
Just as she was joined on the station by this mysterious stranger she was also joined by her long awaited train.
The woman walked along into another carriage as the train pulled up to the platform, clearly wanting her own carriage.
Although a little disappointed
Colette opened the door that landed in-front of her settled herself in her seat.
She was the only one her carriage on the train, I mean after all it WAS the last train of the day - or the first depending on how you looked at it -
By the looks of things the woman had chosen the carriage next to hers,
Understandable since the train had few carriages but Colette couldn't help but be intrigued by the other girl.
She lifted her pale blue bag over her shoulder and her small notebook off the seat next to her, walking cautiously across to the door connecting the carriages,
Her finger hovering over the button for a moment before pressing it.
AN
Sorry for the super short update but I wanna leave you guys on a cliffhanger! Next update will be much bigger I promise
- Bee, the worst writer on the entire planet
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Curiosity Killed The Colette
RomantikA writer and actress living in London, A hopeless romantic, hoping for a love straight from a novel finds herself enchanted by the strange lady on the tube platform, things start to get....interesting When Colette does a little digging...
