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tao xuβs frantic footsteps echoed across the now empty station as he raced down the stairs, just in time to watch his train leave the station. without him. he squinted up at the schedule that hung above his head. the next train was in half an hour.
βshit, shit, shit.β he mumbled, pacing in circles as he whipped out his phone, finding your number and calling you up.
when you finally picked up the phone, you heard your boyfriend practically shout down the phone. βbabe! i missed my train!β his panicked voice practically deafened you, but he didnβt stop there. βand the next one is in half an hour, which is definitely not enough time for us to get to the cinema in time for the super expensive screening of that new film you were talking about that i bought as a surprise.β he rambled, before you finally cut him off.