The train stop was as dingy as he remembered. Crowded with people and the constant noise of bloody phone calls. So much for a ‘peaceful’ wait.

Something else caught his attention, though.

You were sitting alone on one of the benches, your headphones in as you softly hummed to one of your favorite songs. Something about you made you hard to resist. Almost like a magnet.

Simon slowly walked over, carefully sitting down next to you. You looked up with a little smile, carefully taking out one of your earbuds.

“Waiting for the same train?”

Small talk. You happily accepted the offer.

“Something like that. I doubt we’re going to the same place, though. Would’ve been a funny coincidence.”

He smiled at that, shaking his head and looking down at his hands. “Yeah,” he gruffed, “would’ve been ironic.”

Simon opened his mouth to ask something, but paused seeing you perk up as a train slowly came to a stop in-front of you both. With a sheepish smile, you looked back at him.

“That’s my train. Don’t wanna miss it. I’ll see you around, stranger.”

Sure.

He swallowed dryly, slowly nodding as you gave a little wave. “See you around.”