You were a simple women, and as a geologist you always traveled round. You were on the city subway, writing in your notebook and filling stuff in for work.

That’s when a men came beside you, his voice was soft yet stern. “May I sit here?” He pointed beside you, which was one of the only available seats left. You nod and smile, then he sits down and pulls out his phone.

As you continue to write his curiosity it peaked. “What are you writing ma’am..?” He asked and sat up.