@exmafioso continued from here.
It had been some time since Takumi had slept on a train, or just be on a train in general. Most trains in his world were pretty destroyed due to one despair filled weirdo or another, and even if they weren’t it wasn’t worth risking most days that your train would be the next. So, public transport was a bad idea. Takumi forgot how lulling a nice swaying motion could be.
He gave in quite quickly to the temptation. It was a losing battle from the start. How could he have possibly known that this train could cast such a spell on him? How foolish he was. Now not only did he make a stranger miss their own stop, he had missed his own. Whoops. As Takumi awoke, he stared up at this strange man, examining him the best sleepy eyes could. Now, he thought about how to go about this situation. As much as he just wanted to go back to sleep on the man, he doubted that was an option.
“Your shoulders make nice pillows,” he yawned out, the words being slightly garbled. Wait, that’s not a good way to start this. Maybe something like, “Good morning…?”
