There’s a glorious moment in time when two east-bound trains coincidentally find each other. Traveling in the same direction, at the same speed. The lights of the district line shutter on and off, passive-aggressively winking at the Piccadilly train. The two bounce along their journey, tipping nearer then further, bucking against the tracks
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It's like, 10PM and I'm tired as all hell and you've had a busy life recently ^.^
I WISH I COULD SAY THE SAME.
I think my ass grew into my chair.
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