Drabble #19

“Shit. Wait!” He yelled, his feet carrying him as fast as they could. A few feet away, tasting near-victory, the doors folded into each other making a ffftp sound.

He watched as the driver began turning the wheel, beginning to pull away from the curb. The next bus wasn’t slated to arrive for another fifteen minutes as per the holiday schedule routine.

Then, as if materializing from thin air, a petite five-foot-nothing beauty shuffled to the bus stop, taking a seat next to him despite the other one free.

Say something, quick! You pussy. He yells to himself.
“Hi.” She says.


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