"C'mon darlin'!" Tangerine shouted from the train, he was already on, waiting for you to finish your cigarette.

"I've got sixty seconds!" you call back, frowning at Tangerine.

"Watch it," he warned.

The train doors started to close and you took the last drag of your cigarette, stamping it out on the platform. The trains brakes hissed as they were released as you finally made your way towards the train.

"Darlin'," Tangerine warned as you finally hopped aboard the train without a second to spare.

"I made it didn't I?" you replied.

"I can feel my fuckin' grey hairs comin' in cus'a you," he muttered.