Leo and Mia were the only two people on the 6:15 PM northbound train who didn’t look at their phones.
The London Underground is a place of unspoken rules. You don't make eye contact. You don't talk to strangers. You certainly don't fall in love between Leicester Square and Tottenham Court Road. Then, the lights flickered and died. transexual tube
"Of course," Mia sighed into the dark. "I'm going to be late for my own birthday dinner." Leo and Mia were the only two people
Leo stood too. "Mine too. Well, it’s not, but I’m getting off anyway." You don't talk to strangers
The train screeched to a halt in the pitch-black tunnel. The hum of the engine was replaced by an eerie, heavy silence. A muffled announcement crackled over the speaker: "Signal failure. Please remain patient."