GITJ Post 305: The Pink Wave, p3 (Patreon)

“Hey there, you out here all alone?”

“Yeah I uh…”

They weren’t taller than him, but they seemed that way.

“You heard about the election results, right?”

“Yeah you’re pretty brave being out here, on the train all by yourself, this late…”

They smelled of wine.

“Haha w-what do you mean..?”

“We’re in charge now.” 

“Yeah haha things are going to  be different… starting…NOW.”

“i-in charge haha…? In ch-charge of what?”

“Everything, little man”

“Every…fucking…thing.”

“Sit back down.”

“But, uh…my stop is n-“

“No it’s not.”

“Sit down…”

…

“Good boy.”

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a little interlude. none of our characters, just a snapshot into the world outside