shades Chp 2

"That was just weird," rubbing his head and flinging his feet to the ground jasper wanders off to the bathroom with a quick glance back at his alarm clock again, just in case. After a shower and some breakfast at home instead of the usual ambience at the coffe shop, the subway will be faster. "I guess dreaming about my incompetence makes me want to be better... Wow, just go to work. I'm sick of always being late and this just seems like a day where I would have wanted to try and do things right."

Outside the streets smelled like rain and motor oil. the sweetest outdoor smell you'll get living in the city.

The clerk at the subway entrance is in a daze. for how loud his outfit is you'd think he'd always be on his toes. The red Mohawk, ripped skinny jeans and a bright yellow trash tank, headphones so loud the song is obviously his favorite, the music can be heard from quite a distance. He's bobbing his head to my favorite song and I can't help but to smile. Kid's these days though; he barely even acknowledged that I was passing by. and based on first impressions, this kid's not going to be to worried about one person skipping fair.  let alone have any knowledge of anyone doing so.

jasper always imagines that the subway cars are a row of bullets shooting by on a specific path but today there is no time for

The subway cars fill up fast in the morning. hating to be in large crowds jasper usually enters last and stands most of the way. There are 13 stops before getting off and by then a seat can usually be found right up front. Finding comfort in the reflection of the conductors door; being able to see what's all going on behind him brought a sense of relief in a busy subway car. plus he wouldn't feel compelled to ask every woman that passes by

Tunnel after tunnel of lights and platforms, fulls of paitently waiting people, waiting to be transported and dropped at the closest stop to their respected jobs. Jasper, has always loved being able to think that of himself, "respected," mostly due do his clothes he'd say. Growing up, he'd always dreamed of working somewhere that he had to dress in a suit and tie. There's just something classy about wearing a suit everyday.

as the train passes through the new york underground







empty subcar
keeps thinking he see his reflection trying to get his attention.
goes to work and back without any issues.

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