Really short story inspired by Maisie Peter's song 'Elvis Song'. It kept coming into my mind whenever I listened to said song and I decided to share. About Maisie and Billy and how their Saturday routine faded into just Northern line memories. The photo of the cover is mine and I tried to use as much info of London as I could (not much) but I am not from London or even from England so sorry in advance for any mistake you may come across. Enjoy and be kind!