I let the rock of the train lull me to sleep. When i woke up this morning i felt so weak, like all the energy has been sucked out of me but then again it’s monday, it’s 5 am and the rain made the day colder. My point exactly. I don’t usually like taking a nap on the way to school cause then i feel even more lazy once i get there, but today will be an exception, i’ve been up late trying to do all these assessments. I would’ve slept longer if no one was sitting next to me but alas, the universe chooses not to be on my side today.

The train is packed now with people hustling about trying to shotgun themselves a seat. A guy. Ah of course a guy would sit next to me,you see, i don’t like sitting next to guys. I get insecure, no more sleep for me. As he sat down, i just stared out the window.

The train is almost at my stop, i started fidgeting around making sure i don’t leave anything and i stood to walk to the door. But again, of course, the universe has something different in mind; as i was about to pass the guy sitting next to me, the train started rocking violently, exaggerated, as it passed the beaten up track and yes the guy caught me preventing a possible brain injury, again exaggeration. However, i didn’t fall the way you usually see in the movies, all graceful and smiley, curse the media! I fell in an awkward way where my face was too close to his. Universe 2; Me 0.. Ah! he’s cute. Great. Just great. He smiles at me as if i didn’t just fall on to his lap, it was like a ‘hey i just met you, but here’s my number’ kinda smile. I said sorry and walked off. Embarassing, yes great start to the morning. I looked back and he was walking towards me. My phone. Stupid, i dropped it. He handed it to me and i said thank you. There was a number written on there… “Hope you don’t mind. I went ahead and wrote my number down. Hi, my name is..”

Ouch! I hit my head on the window. I look up and the train along with the rain has stopped.

Your name is Terezi Pyrope, and you are currently on your way to visit your boyfriend, Karkat Vantas, at his dorm. Armed with a baker’s dozen of doughnuts, your cane, Inspector Maraschino (who was tucked away safely in your backpack with Senator Lemon Snout), and three chocolate, mocha lattes (You were always sure to get something for Sollux, he was your friend and it was bad manners to not get him anything) you saunter in the direction of said boyfriend’s room. Of course, you got the occasional direction from someone to make sure you hadn’t taken a wrong turn or gone up too many flights of steps, but eventually you stopped at the end of a hallway, your cane knocking against a door as you grinned.

“Hey! Karkat, you awake yet?” You say, rapping on the wood with your knuckles. It wouldn’t be the first time that he’s slept in, but it was also 9:45 in the morning, and both boys had a habit for staying up late. You knock again, once more, listening closely for any noises inside as you shifted the weight of the coffees and doughnuts in your hands, waiting patiently.