It was exactly six in the morning when his alarm clock ripped him out of sleep, nothing new, the same as everyday. And so it went on, first the shower, getting dressed and maybe a look at the newspaper on the way to the train. The same things happened every day, at least on the way to and back to his work. But today should be a little different and he was firmly convinced of it, or at least he tried to motivate himself to do so. He strolled a little on his way, pausing here and there, obviously wasting time until he hurriedly got on the next train and looked around. It was relatively full, which was no wonder so early in the morning, everyone had to go somewhere and as quickly as possible. However, none of this interested Raven very much. He held onto a handle, looked around again and then stared out of the window in front of him. Either he had chosen the wrong wagon or fate was simply against him and wanted to give him a sign. Or rather point out the fact that he had to be a complete idiot to try this. But my God, how many sleepless nights she had caused, even at work he found himself thinking about her and the more time passed, the more space she seemed to be taking up in his thoughts. A heavy sigh left his lips and just when he had given up hope, he noticed someone. In the corner of his eye, Raven looked at her, he wasnāt certain how often the two had traveled by train together, but it had been enough so far that they least greeted each other and even exchanged a few words. Only that he wanted more of that. He wanted to know what made her laugh, which restaurants she liked to visit and he just wanted to get to know her better. But how was he supposed to in the middle of rush hour and within the few minutes they were together.
Well, he had a plan. "Morninā" he said with a smile, glancing at her. He looked relaxed, but the opposite was the case internally. "Also on the way to work?" He asked, whereupon he wanted to slap himself. Of course she was, he was the master of unnecessary questions, it seemed. The next station, only two were missing to the destination and then their paths would separate again. "I mean, what I actually wanted to say-" He started it again, this time a little more certain. "Weāve seen each other so often and I know this cafĆ© and maybe-" The longer he had to listen to himself, the worse he found it. Before they reached the last station, he finally asked, "may I invite you to a coffee sometime?" And normally they would arrive now, if this went bad, he would accept it and wish her a nice day. The only problem was, that an announcement came just then that the train could not continue due to a technical problem. His old friend fate seemed to be back.
