What was supossed to be a ten minutes train ride turned into a ninety train ride because the pretty redhead sitting next to you fell asleep on your shoulder.

You can't lie and say you're not flustered because you are, damn, this guy looks like one of those renaissance-paintings angels, but you really want to go home now. Still, you can't bring yourself to wake him up.

"Mmhg.."

He moves in his sleep, good, he's finally waking up.