31/10/2025
Friday Short Love Story❤️
The Last Train on a Friday Night
The 10:15 PM express was always a ghost train, especially on a Friday. Most of the city was already at bars or cozy at home. But for Maya, a graphic designer who’d just pulled a triple shift to launch a campaign, it was her chariot of exhaustion.
She slumped into a seat, the carriage empty except for her and a guy a few rows ahead, his head leaning against the window.
Suddenly, the train je**ed to a halt between stations, and the lights flickered out, plunging them into darkness and silence.
Maya let out a small, involuntary gasp.
"Well, this is a dramatic end to a Friday," a calm voice said from the darkness. It was the guy. She could barely see his silhouette in the emergency lighting.
"Tell me about it," she replied, her voice shaky. "I just wanted my bed."
"Hey, it's okay," he said. "I'm Noah. And I promise I'm not an axe murderer."
She laughed, a real, surprised laugh that cut through her anxiety. "Maya. And I promise I'm not either."
To fill the silence, they started talking. He was a software engineer. They discovered they both hated cilantro, loved the same obscure indie band, and had both attempted and failed to make sourdough during the pandemic.
They talked for what felt like an hour, their voices the only sound in the dark carriage. It was the most real conversation she’d had in months.
Finally, the lights hummed back to life, and the train lurched forward. The world outside started moving again.
As they pulled into her station, she felt a pang of disappointment.
"This is me," she said, standing up.
Noah stood too, looking suddenly nervous. He pulled out his phone. "Look, I know this is weird, but... getting stuck with you was the best part of my week. Can I... see your number?"
He held out his phone, the new contact screen open.
Maya smiled, took it, and typed in her digits. "Text me. So I know you made it home safe."
As she stepped onto the platform, her own phone buzzed in her pocket.
She pulled it out. A text from an unknown number.
Unknown: It's the non-axe murderer from the train. For the record, my Friday just got a whole lot better.
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What happens on their first date? 🥹 👇
· Should they go to a concert of that indie band they both love?
· Or was this just a magical moment that shouldn't be repeated? Vote!
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