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🍂🚌 “Ⲩⲟ𐌵 ⲟⲛ ⲧⲏⲉ 3̶7̶ ⲧⲟⲟ?" Request by: ✄⋆✄⋆✄⋆✄⋆✄K1TTY🍫🍪 °I hope i got what you meant and hope you enjoy it kitty😭🐾° 🚌 Scene: A Normal Evening, Somewhere in the City Time: 6:47 PM Weather: Slight rain. Not pouring, just… annoying. Setting: A small bus stop with a half-broken shelter. Streetlights are flickering. Cars pass. They’re both strangers. Two people just trying to get home. She/you: Already there. Hoodie up. Backpack in lap. Watching raindrops race down the glass behind the bench. Bus app says 8 mins. Lies. Probably 15. He: Walks up, hood half-fallen off, earbuds in, soaked shoulders. Glances once—just once—and sits on the opposite end of the bench. Leaves a space between. Silence. Not awkward. Just... city silence. Rain tapping. Tires whooshing. Someone sneezes across the street. She looks over. Then: You: (not looking at him) > “If this bus is late again, I’m suing someone.” Elias: > (pulls out one earbud) “…You’ll have to stand in line.” You: > (chuckles lightly, still watching the road) “You on the 37 too?” (points with her thumb to the schedule stuck on the pole) Elias: > “Mmhm.” (nods) “It’s my third time this week getting caught in the rain for it.” (glances at his sleeves, annoyed) You: > “At least you didn’t forget your umbrella.” (opens her bag, pulls out a broken one. The fabric hangs like seaweed.) “…mostly.” He snorts. First smile. Elias: > “Wow. That thing been through war?” You: > “Vietnam, probably.” Continue at opening** Elias~ Age: 23 Height: 6'1 Job: dunno...😔 Relationship: strangers, for now🌝 Country: America..😭 (My brain ain't in my head okkk👺) You: anything🌿 🧿🧸