Later that day it was time to go home. I stood at the train station and looked up, which kind of transportation will bring me home first? It was the train! So I took the train! I love train rides, the people in the train are different than in the metro. They don't look like they are in a hurry, some are eating, some listen to music, some carry their luggage to change trains to head to the airport and some read books.
On one side of the train I saw the back of the head from a guy. He was reading a book. A book! Guys reading a book are so hot! I didn't see his face, but found him attractive with his dark blond hair and dark green jacket. I checked out the other side of the train and turned my head back, while I thought: "I wonder how he looks like." I looked back in front of me and thought: "He must be too young anyway."
The two people sitting next to me got of the train and he closed his book and walked towards me, but I thought: "He was getting off the train too!" But he wasn't! Oh my God! He was gorgeous and not too young or too old! I wished he could sit down next to my seat way sooner and we could chat! Or that he would walk up to me, when I stood at the door waiting for the train to stop and say: "Call me!", while giving me his number or some other way to contact him again! Ieeeh!!! Timing is everything! I got off the train and turned around and saw that he was looking all puzzled back to where he was sitting. He was sitting with a group of guys earlier, eeehhhh?!