Ryan walked to the go train station, pulling his transit card out of his purse. He walked down to platform, and quickly hopped onto his train. It was early in the morning on a weekday, so there were several people on the car. A few business women, sporting slick back hair and well-tailored suits. A plump man in a pink dress, with a short bob haircut. Two teenage girls, going to high school. A male college student, with round glasses and shoulder-length hair. A tired, single, father, with a toddler in one arm, and a bag of laundry in another. An old woman wearing a gray sweater and overalls, as well as a beige cap.
Ryan put his headsets in and listened to music to calm his nerves. After about 10 minutes, he got ready to get off. He stepped off the train onto the platform, with the large vehicle zooming past him, making his hair blow. He walked up the stairs to get to the surface, but thats when he stopped. There was a woman sitting on the steps just staring at him. He looked behind him, and realized that he was alone, it was just him and the woman. She had on tattered pants, had unkept hair, and was smiling to herself. With no other choice, Ryan quickly ascended the stairs, his heels clicking after every step. The woman continued watching him, staring at his exposed legs, making him feel super uncomfortable. Luckily, she remained where she was. Breathing a sigh of relief, ryan exited the subway and landed on the busy streets.
He glanced at his watch- 9:18AM!
He quickly moved in the direction of the building.