She looks around, sees how few people there are, and decides to go for it. She cozies up on his lap rather quickly, in part because the movement of the thing is starting to get to her. If she dies in a sardine can it's going to be the fault of whoever invented trains. At least she and her little takeaway bag can curl up on Boxer.
It's fine, she knows it's fine! Logically, this train is used everyday! But she's going to hold Boxer's hand anyway.]
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She looks around, sees how few people there are, and decides to go for it. She cozies up on his lap rather quickly, in part because the movement of the thing is starting to get to her. If she dies in a sardine can it's going to be the fault of whoever invented trains. At least she and her little takeaway bag can curl up on Boxer.
It's fine, she knows it's fine! Logically, this train is used everyday! But she's going to hold Boxer's hand anyway.]
Is it always this empty at night?