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“Fuck…” Riley muttered to himself. He’d promised the guys he’d be there at 11, and he was late most of the time and he could feel like his friends had kinda enough of it. Sarah’d asked him to be there early just for this once so this time he was determined to surprise them and be there early… and now this happened. “I just hope it’ll take forever for this train to start working again. Because if it works now and if I get there while my friends are still there… Well, I’ll be going to my death.” Riley let out a frustrated laugh. “How about you?” He asked the other male.

"Oh, isn't that the worst?" Jackson laughed gently. "Where you're only a few minutes late so it looks like you were lazy, but if you're more than 15 then it's excusable somehow." He grinned, rolling his eyes somewhat. "It's my day off, so I'm not really in a rush, but I don't particularly like spending days off stuck in a train either so..." He clapped his hands together silently with a shrug. "Where ya headed?" Hoping he wasn't being too forward or rude, but might as well try conversation while they were stuck.

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Brigid was rarely in a real hurry. Prone to overthinking and meticulous organisation of her life, she preferred to leave her apartment before it was even necessary, giving her plenty of time to get wherever she was headed. “Well, now I’m not,” she replied honestly as her eyes scanned her surroundings, studying the faces of those who were clearly dissatisfied with the turn of events. “Fair enough. I don’t think public transport is supposed to work without problems. Surely that’s blasphemy and sorcery.”

Jackson let out a light little laugh at her last comment with a single nod, completely agreeing with her. "More often than not these trains get me where I need to go, but it's always days like this where I just want to get somewhere and it's just a big fat nah." His lips turned into a smirk and he looked over at her. "I'm Jackson." he offered a hand. Normally he wasn't this outgoing or friendly on the trains, but he was having a good day, and maybe he'd spread that to someone else.

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Marjorie was looking at phone, scrolling down on Instagram until someone started talking to her. Usually, she didn’t like talking to strangers but she was going to make an exception – well, because he was hot. “Yeah, typical.” She nodded, pursing her lips. “No, not at all. Today is my day off, so I am not in a rush.” She said playfully. “

Jackson held his ear buds in his hands, idly playing with them as he looked around and noticed how annoyed his fellow passengers were. Except the one beside him who didn't seem bothered at all, that was the spirit. "It's mine, too." He smiled, and sat back in the seat and looked over at her again. "What do you do?" Normally, he wasn't the type to be making friends on the trains, but who knew how long they'd be sitting there and, well, she was pretty so he'd talk as much as she'd let him.

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The train jerked forward just a bit before going back to a stop. Jackson sighed heavily and rolled his eyes, “of course...” he muttered to himself. It was like anytime he was on the blue line this happened, it was what he got for going to the coldest beach on earth: Revere. They were in a tunnel, and... there it was, the conductor calling over the radio that the train was indeed broke down. He sat down beside a stranger and looked over at them, “Typical, huh.” he said, pulling one of his ear buds out. “Hope you weren’t tryin’ to get anywhere fast.”