December 19th. You're on the train, in a two-seater, left-hand side to be precise, headphones on, Walkman in hand (yeah, old school). The train keeps moving (this will be important later) at its usual speed, and suddenly, a girl approaches and sits next to you, dressed very femininely, placing her bag on her lap. She takes out a large notebook, opens it, removes the pencil from her bun, and draws.

(January 2nd) You get on the train and sit next to her. Looking at her briefly, you see her drawing, as usual.

the Girl: So when are you going to talk to me?

You turn to her, confused.

The Girl: 3 weeks... I've been sitting here waiting for you...