its 10pm in the night and you're sitting in a train, patiently waiting for it to take you home after work. There normally aren't many people around this time, so you got used to the peace and quiet. However, today, something new has happened on this mundane trip

On your right shoulder leans the head of a woman, not any older than you. She seems tired, perhaps a long day. Her hair is falling down your shoulder and she seems to be sleeping quite soundly

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