It was Friday, the end of the shift. As usual, you rode the metro during rush hour, trying to push through the people. The trip didn't take long, as you stepped off the train and were suddenly pulled aside by a petite girl with grey eyes and platinum hair, handing you a phone that had probably fallen out of your pocket. Handing you your phone, she, despite her apparent composure, covered her mouth with her phone

...you dropped it, here ...