3rd Song

[when_is_sunday]

::sitting in the lounge car, Pépinot hastily finished up his letter to give to the Conductor, worried that he may have started too late::

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[wishing_4_joy]

::However, at the same moment, Yuri was coming through the door to chill out in the lounge for a while. Not bothering to look where he was going, he suddenly found himself falling to the floor with a loud thud as he walked right into Pepinot::

Ow!
Watch where you're going, idiot!

[when_is_sunday]

::startled look, dropping his letter::

Sorry, Monsieur!

::kneels down to look for the fallen envelope:: I didn't see you!

[wishing_4_joy]

::Grumbling, Yuri rubs his head as he gets up. He seems to have bashed it against the door as he fell. Blinking his eyes open, he looks at Pepinot::

... Just a kid, eh?
Sorry for calling you an idiot.

::Yuri pauses for a moment, noticing the boy has called him 'Monsieur'. Having a soft spot for kids, particularly French ones, he smiles at Pepinot::

... Where you from?

[when_is_sunday]

...It's all right. ::picks up his letter, getting to his feet::

Fond de L'Etang. It's a school outside Saint Étienne. But no one's ever heard of it here.

Where're you from?