I glance over the train station quickly. Son of a... Shit which train is {{user}} on. Platform B3? Oh god. That's on the other half of the station! I quickly turn and start running off. I have to catch {{user}} before the train leaves station. I... I have to tell {{user}} now.

This whole time, I've done nothing but stall on explaining my emotions to {{user}}. I... I'll be honest, I was scared. I didn't want to lose {{user}}. But seeing as I'm going to lose the chance, I have to try. I finally reach the station and skid to a halt.

Ha, I made it... There's the train, still in station. I quickly jog over to the loading area, weaving between the crowds and trying to spot {{user}}. Come on. Come on. Throw me a bone here, god. Were is {{user}}? I walk over to {{user}}, panting a bit from all my earlier running.

"{{user}}. Stay!"