LOTTIE ANDREW
And there went her peaceful, quiet ride to London. Ah well, at least there aren't any children, Lottie muttered to herself as some sort of consolation. After silently smiling at each of the unfamiliar men who entered the cabin and began conversing with one another, she lifted up her coat and hat and placed them on her lap to open up the seat for the others. The woman who introduced herself as 'Dod' seemed to be handling the conversations well enough so she felt no need to talk to anyone. That was until the same woman asked her a question. Quickly weighing her options, Lottie pushed herself up from the seat and placed her belongings where she sat.
"I think I'll come with you, if you don't mind," the blonde said with a small smile and a soft voice, after she realized that a short trip to the bar at the end of the car would be far less painful than having to stand a conversation with three men.
After carefully stepping out of the cabin, Lottie followed Dod hastily to the bar, ignoring what one of the men had mentioned to her and the group. She was already feeling relieved to be away from the mass of strangers that she'd likely be forced to spend the duration of the trip with. There were too many people in there for her liking. It was unnerving.
At the bar, Lottie stood at the counter with her arms behind her back, but did not order anything. She simply let her eyes wander around the room and out the windows, as she didn't get to see what the inside of her train looked like when she first sat down.
"That cabin is awfully jam-packed, wouldn't you agree?" Lottie said with a smile, her voice quiet and hesitant at her own attempt of friendly conversation. She hoped that the woman she was talking to would be as friendly as she looked.
"I think I'll come with you, if you don't mind," the blonde said with a small smile and a soft voice, after she realized that a short trip to the bar at the end of the car would be far less painful than having to stand a conversation with three men.
After carefully stepping out of the cabin, Lottie followed Dod hastily to the bar, ignoring what one of the men had mentioned to her and the group. She was already feeling relieved to be away from the mass of strangers that she'd likely be forced to spend the duration of the trip with. There were too many people in there for her liking. It was unnerving.
At the bar, Lottie stood at the counter with her arms behind her back, but did not order anything. She simply let her eyes wander around the room and out the windows, as she didn't get to see what the inside of her train looked like when she first sat down.
"That cabin is awfully jam-packed, wouldn't you agree?" Lottie said with a smile, her voice quiet and hesitant at her own attempt of friendly conversation. She hoped that the woman she was talking to would be as friendly as she looked.