LOTTIE ANDREW
Lottie was just beginning to panic as she sprinted through the crowded station to make her way to the last train heading to London. She had just barely missed her previous train the night before and she prayed her hardest that she would make this one. The horns were blowing, a signal that meant it was the last call for passengers to board. With her hat and ticket in one hand and her dark brown suitcase in the other, the blonde woman pushed through the dissipating crowds of people that filled the station and was aboard just as the train was ready to leave. The next thing she'd have to do was going to be just as difficult as finding her train; finding a seat.
After turning in her ticket, Lottie walked down the cramped, carpeted aisle of the passenger car, softly stepping on the tips of her toes as to not make a noise, and she found that nearly every single cabin was stuffed full of people—or rather, had more than three folks inside. She had been previously hoping to find an empty cabin where she could sit in comforting solitude for the duration of the trip. This seemed increasingly unlikely as the farther she went, the more people sat down. As she was about to give up and subject herself to a long ride with a family of strangers, she saw it. A cabin containing only one person. Lottie rushed over to the cabin as quickly as she could so that no one else could take it before she did. She stepped in, stuffed her bag on the shelf above the seats whilst pulling out a book, and sat down just in time as the train rattled and began moving.
The passenger across the cabin was a woman, looking only a few years older than herself. She was reading a book and didn't seem to notice Lottie, which she was grateful for. Removing her coat, setting it on the seat to her left, and placing her hat on top; she thumbed through her book and stopped on a random page.
After turning in her ticket, Lottie walked down the cramped, carpeted aisle of the passenger car, softly stepping on the tips of her toes as to not make a noise, and she found that nearly every single cabin was stuffed full of people—or rather, had more than three folks inside. She had been previously hoping to find an empty cabin where she could sit in comforting solitude for the duration of the trip. This seemed increasingly unlikely as the farther she went, the more people sat down. As she was about to give up and subject herself to a long ride with a family of strangers, she saw it. A cabin containing only one person. Lottie rushed over to the cabin as quickly as she could so that no one else could take it before she did. She stepped in, stuffed her bag on the shelf above the seats whilst pulling out a book, and sat down just in time as the train rattled and began moving.
The passenger across the cabin was a woman, looking only a few years older than herself. She was reading a book and didn't seem to notice Lottie, which she was grateful for. Removing her coat, setting it on the seat to her left, and placing her hat on top; she thumbed through her book and stopped on a random page.