“I don’t know. H-hey!” he cried indignantly, crossing his arms as he collapsed onto his seat.
“You can stop pushing me around, Jack. Thanks.”
Jack scooted into the seat beside Ralph, honoring the blonde’s request to ease up on him. “Sorry; I didn’t want to lose…
“Good. Thank you. Now…give me some space, will you?” he asked, indicating the non-existent space between them with his eyes.
“It won’t be comfortable if you sit that close the whole way, you know.”
Anonymous“Green is a nice colour, though. It’s the colour of trees and grass and…alive things.”
“Well, whatever…let’s just get ourselves on the train,” Ralph ordered, walking toward the front of the locomotive. Halfway there, he stopped and turned to Jack.
“Is it boarding yet? Oh, and how long will it take to get there? How many days?” he asked curiously.
…
“I don’t know. H-hey!” he cried indignantly, crossing his arms as he collapsed onto his seat.
“You can stop pushing me around, Jack. Thanks.”
As soon as they were far enough away from the man, Ralph turned on Jack.
“What in the hell were you thinking? We could’ve been stuck here! Can’t you keep a hold on your temper for ten minutes?! Jack, I’m serious! You can’t be doing that any more!” he yelled,…
“Well, whatever…let’s just get ourselves on the train,” Ralph ordered, walking toward the front of the locomotive. Halfway there, he stopped and turned to Jack.
“Is it boarding yet? Oh, and how long will it take to get there? How many days?” he asked curiously.
Ralph scowled at Jack in disbelief as the man snorted and took two tickets out of his pocket.
“Three and a half or you can go do a shit in the gutters all night for all I care,” he spat at the two, looking at them in turn. Ralph swallowed and nudged the redhead, not…
As soon as they were far enough away from the man, Ralph turned on Jack.
“What in the hell were you thinking? We could’ve been stuck here! Can’t you keep a hold on your temper for ten minutes?! Jack, I’m serious! You can’t be doing that any more!” he yelled, stabbing a finger at the latter irritably.
Ralph, rather shocked by Jack’s sudden outburst, grabbed his friend by the arm and tugged him back a bit.
“What in the hell are you doing, Jack?” he whispered angrily. The man, still in front of them, eyed them both bitterly and his face began to turn an alarming…
Ralph scowled at Jack in disbelief as the man snorted and took two tickets out of his pocket.
“Three and a half or you can go do a shit in the gutters all night for all I care,” he spat at the two, looking at them in turn. Ralph swallowed and nudged the redhead, not wanting to cause any more trouble.
The man looked sternly at Jack and scowled.
“Four. That’s the standard rate. There can’t be any special arrangements,” he informed them both.
Another woman came up, borrowing the man’s attention for a moment, and bought a ticket for one pound. Ralph knit his…
Ralph, rather shocked by Jack’s sudden outburst, grabbed his friend by the arm and tugged him back a bit.
“What in the hell are you doing, Jack?” he whispered angrily. The man, still in front of them, eyed them both bitterly and his face began to turn an alarming shade of dark pink.
“Why, I oughta-!” the man shouted, raising a fist into the air.
“Four,” the man responded, holding out his hand. Ralph cocked his head to the side, confused.
“What?” the blond asked. The man stood there, his face tight with impatience, and wiggled his fingers a bit.
“Four pounds,” he asserted.
Four pounds to board this?!…
The man looked sternly at Jack and scowled.
“Four. That’s the standard rate. There can’t be any special arrangements,” he informed them both.
Another woman came up, borrowing the man’s attention for a moment, and bought a ticket for one pound. Ralph knit his eyebrows, confused.
“But, I thought you just said-” Ralph started, only to get assaulted with a vicious look from the ticket-taker. He gulped.
“Where are your parents?” he asked, turning to each of the boys in turn.
Oh no. I didn’t think he’d ask about this.Ralph kept silent. He was never any good at lying. He waited for Jack to say something, as his friend had always been proficient when it came to…
“Four,” the man responded, holding out his hand. Ralph cocked his head to the side, confused.
“What?” the blond asked. The man stood there, his face tight with impatience, and wiggled his fingers a bit.
“Four pounds,” he asserted.
