Something I wrote a while back...
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She sat down. *sigh*. She was tired from work. *looks right* *smiles* She was thinking *oh... Hie*.
He was blur. *looks left* at the person who just sat down. He thought *oh she's looking at me*. Reflex made him *smile*. He thought *now that wasn't so bad*.
The train started moving.
She stared blankly opposite of her. Four ladies sat there, all holding the same type of umbrella. The small mini ones which folds into a giant spring roll. *what a coincidence* she thought. She looked pass the ladies, through the window, to the rainy night. She tilled her a little to her right, looked down and *sighed*. She *can't wait to be home*. *So hungry*. *I need some sleep*.
He looked right. His dreamy eyes scanned the end section of the train. The seats were all *empty*. ...like him. But this didn't register in this mind.
The old man was standing. One hand on the metal bar, the other holding his umbrella like a walking stick. *Why not just sitting down?* he thought. He looked down at his own umbrella. It was dripping rain water all over the floor. There was nothing he could do about that.
His eyes followed the puddle of water that his umbrella made. *...* he thought dreamily. The water seem to be attracted to each other. A few seconds later, the two puddle of water meet, and combined into one. He looked up at the other umbrella that made the puddle of rain water, then slowly moved his glance to the owner.
*hehehe so funny...how the water met*. She went blank for a moment. Then, Something ticked at that moment. She looked up instantly.
He was surprised that she looked up. *blush*
Both *smiles*
*bing bing* the sound of train door opening broke the moment. It was time for him to get off. *ah well* As he stood up, the motion made the remaining droplets of water on his umbrella sprinkle all over the floor.
*oh...it's all messy now* disappointed that cute little puddle of water was distorted as he moved. She looked up at him walking pass her, her eyes were locked on him.
As he walks out, his took a glance at the puddle of water. He couldn't see it from where he was. He *shivers* felt like something bad was going to happen. He looked back again to look for the puddle of water *Where's the puddle?*, that is when he saw her looking at him.
He was sure he saw her lips move. *It's gone* it read.
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Unknown "Kawaii Neko Chan" Uncertain
- 16 years, 7 months, 17 days ago