Hey everyone!
Remember this old story I made a while back? I don't want to read through them again for cringe purposes yet, so I'm going to procrastinate on that. However, I thought that I should bring back the characters again! You missed them too, right?
I hope that you enjoy this!
(Remember the last scene in the bus? Remember the black capped wonder? I think you do XD)
Art credit :(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/436778863843160749/)
It is a chilly night. Walking to the bus stop from work is therapeutic for me since it's good to take a moment to breathe in fresh air and let your thoughts roam worlds. As expected, while living in a busy city like New York, you can't get caught daydreaming on the streets, but when you find that open area away from everything, it feels like home. I found my way to the bus stop and shuffled my tired feet inside just in time before the doors closed behind me. Of course, because this would definitely happen to me in a very public setting, my purse strap, and a strand of hair or two got caught in the door. I decided at the moment to laugh it off when I looked around and everyone gave me a glaring stare from looking up at their phones. So, I was forced to stand awkwardly close to the doors. And of course, I didn't happen to be carrying an unfortunate amount of papers in my arms too.
Looking in front of me, a man dressed in black from head to toe stood close to me. He carried full bags of groceries on each side of his hands and shifted his feet around often since the bags looked heavy. Unfortunately, his head just happened to block the view of the city since I was surrounded by people all around me. I sighed in frustration and decided to single-handedly put my headphones on. As I put my headphones on, the bus stopped suddenly. The man in front of me lost his balance and began to fall towards my way. Dropping his groceries and spilling food everywhere created a big commotion on the bus. As he began to apologize to everyone, he turned around like a puppy that got in trouble, and began to apologize to me. Suddenly, he raised his eyes to meet mine from under his cap and asked, "Ms. Robin?"
Mr. Matsuro, my co-worker and editor, blushed. He lowered his gaze a bit, "I'm sorry, Ms. Robin! Are you ok?" Stepping back a bit, he tried to help me from my frozen, awkward position.
"Uhh...Yes! I'm ok! Thank you!" I blurted out words that automatically came out. "Are..Are you ok, Mr. Matsuro?"
I could see the ends of Haruki's lips curl up as he noticed that I was indeed stuck in the door, "Yes, I am fine. Thank you." His focus then turned to the mess on the floor that everyone on the bus complained about. "I'm sorry about all of this. I hope that I didn't spill on you."
Before I could say another word, the doors opened behind me. People began to file out of the bus, as it was the last stop of the day. When everyone but us were left on the bus, I helped him clean up the mess. I noticed that he seemed to be in a rush as his hands were shaking, but perhaps that was also due to the cold air outside.
"Thank you again, Ms. Robin." Haruki tilted his cap.
"Of course!" I smiled. "Anytime."
As we were beginning to part ways and say our "good-byes," I heard quick footsteps behind me and a tap on the shoulder. "By the way, Ms. Robin, I really liked your latest blog." And with that, he ran away in the opposite direction like a cat with its tail between its legs, carrying two broken sacks of groceries and his cap that had fallen off his head.