"Fuck!" I intoned while standing at the end of the platform, watching as the last train departed from the station, the cold air carrying out my words in the form of condensation.
"Well, fuck, I guess we shouldn't have gone for that coffee," Shannon said in a way that was almost a jab at me for making the suggestion.
"Fuck off, I haven't slept yet. There was no way that I was going to go on a three-hour train ride while being sleep deprived!" I countered, wrapping my arm around myself while rubbing my arms in a futile attempt to seek any form of warmth.
She held her hands up in defence, "I wasn't suggesting or implying that it was your fault, just observing," she smiled sweetly.
"You missed the train too?" A man who was in his early forties, late thirties asked as he slumped back onto the metallic curved seats that were bolted down onto the concrete pavement.
"Nah, we're just here to see the sights!" I snapped back out of frustration.
"Sorry about her, she's a bit cranky, she missed her nap time," Shannon said derisively.
I shot her a look that made her squirm on the spot, she looked back at me apologetically, offering a weary smile that somehow was offered as an apology.
"It's not a problem," he smiled then looked at our luggage, "packing kind of heavy for a trip, aren't you?"
Shannon followed his gaze, "Oh, yeah. The thing is that Ryiah here was dumped by her girlfriend, so we decided to go to a new town, start fresh and let her heal, hence why she's a bit cranky.
"Want to tell him my bra size while you're at it?" I scoffed.
She looked at my chest and laughed, "Oh, honey, you're as flat as an ironing board. Meanwhile-" she starts to caress her hourglass figure while running her hands seductively over her curves,"- I'm packing the full course meal," she grinned.
I shook my head dismissively, "Sorry for the class A pervert here, she tends to overshare, or maybe I should say that she flaunts a bit too much?"
He let out a hearty laugh, "It's quite alright. My name is John, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said while tipping his hat.
Talk about chivalry.
"I'm Ryiah," I smiled while outstretching my hand to meet his, I glanced at him, taking in his appearance, he had the run of the mill business suit, sprouting a pot belly that somehow managed to misrepresent his figure and posture.
His hands engulfed mine and shook it.
"I'm Shannon, the pleasure is all mine," she knocked my hand out of his and seductively pawed at his hand.
Slut. I mouthed the words, almost tasting the desperate need of affection she was radiating.
He took her hand and raised it to his mouth, planting a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, eyeing her up and down, subtly licking his lips.
He's such a creep! I began to feel uncomfortable with the exchange between the two.
"Seeing as we are stuck on the same boat, I have an apartment close by, if you are more than welcome to stay the night and catch the train first thing. That's if you have anywhere else to stay, that is."
I turned to Shannon to reject the offer, but before I could say anything...
"We would love to!" She said a little too enthusiastic.
Fantastic, another night of listening to her moan and scream. I sighed in defeat and grabbed my suitcase, "Lead the way!"
"Excellent!" He clapped his hands in sheer joy.
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Becoming A Queen In Another World?
FantasyThousands of years ago, there was a race of Dragons that had the power to challenge the Gods and change the course of the world as they deem fit. As a newborn Dragon was celebrated, a rumour that this infant had the collective powers of the elements...