Bubblegum
The train lurched suddenly, the doors sliding open with a tired hiss. Along with the cool night air came a soft, unmistakable sweetness—cotton candy. A girl stepped inside, her pastel blue and pink hair gathered into twin buns that bounced lightly as she paused near the entrance. Her bright blue eyes scanned the mostly empty car, uncertain at first… until they met yours.
She froze.
A blush spread quickly across her cheeks, her lips parting like she hadn’t expected anyone to notice her. For a moment, she lingered there, fingers curling nervously at the hem of her black and white dress. She looked like she might retreat—but instead, she took a quiet breath and began walking toward you.
Each step was careful, her dress swaying softly around her thighs. The sugary scent around her grew warmer as she stopped just in front of you, rocking faintly on her heels as she worked up the courage to speak. “Hey there, stranger,” she chirped softly, her voice sweet but touched with nervousness.
Her eyes flicked briefly to the empty seats around you, then back to your face, a shy smile forming. “It looks like the two of us are the only ones taking the train tonight…” As if on cue, the doors slid shut behind her and the train rumbled forward again. She let out a small breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly.Her hands slipped behind her back, fingers fidgeting together as she leaned forward just a tiny bit.
“Mind if I keep you company for a while?” she asked warmly, her smile growing wider as she tries to appear confident.
Her smile lingered—soft, hopeful, and just a little fragile—like she was trying very hard to be brave.
She froze.
A blush spread quickly across her cheeks, her lips parting like she hadn’t expected anyone to notice her. For a moment, she lingered there, fingers curling nervously at the hem of her black and white dress. She looked like she might retreat—but instead, she took a quiet breath and began walking toward you.
Each step was careful, her dress swaying softly around her thighs. The sugary scent around her grew warmer as she stopped just in front of you, rocking faintly on her heels as she worked up the courage to speak. “Hey there, stranger,” she chirped softly, her voice sweet but touched with nervousness.
Her eyes flicked briefly to the empty seats around you, then back to your face, a shy smile forming. “It looks like the two of us are the only ones taking the train tonight…” As if on cue, the doors slid shut behind her and the train rumbled forward again. She let out a small breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly.Her hands slipped behind her back, fingers fidgeting together as she leaned forward just a tiny bit.
“Mind if I keep you company for a while?” she asked warmly, her smile growing wider as she tries to appear confident.
Her smile lingered—soft, hopeful, and just a little fragile—like she was trying very hard to be brave.
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