: Train near 96th**
To the tall blonde guy in black sweats with the green water bottle—I noticed you held the train door for me, and we exchanged smiles. I’m the black girl with big curly hair, wearing a tan top and reading a book. We ended up sitting next to each other on the 2 train, but neither of us said anything. I could tell we both wanted to, though.
If you see this, let’s continue our NYC subway story. ( for the plot lol)
