Does this Ride count as a commute?
Slowly the sun streamed into the dim room, the light illuminating a small bedroom. The pale blue walls were lite in a strange glow of sun and darkness as the curtains tried to keep out the light. The carpet were scattered with a few articles of...
Morning Commute (Subscriber Reward)
Posted using postybirb **morning commute** **subscriber story for lucky\_ray by limewah 18+** ruby was leaning against the window of the train as it trundled along.
A Bumpy Streetcar Ride
The ears of a few other commuters flicked and tilted his way, and even worse, one of them turned around and looked right at him.
The Resurrection of Eric - Preface
Spending two hours a day commuting on top of a mind-numbing data entry job, alone in the windowless basement of an aging concrete office building, had pushed me to such one-sided conversations.
Pressure
When the doors open and more commuters slip aboard, he's slipped in to the hilt. train's packed even more full, and there's no way people are gonna argue the way he's pressed against me.
Chapter One - Forgetfulness
I know you hate the commute," john asked as he faced the doberman. "i've thought about it since my firm has an office here in the city. it'd be a lot easier then commuting so far," sam said with disdain.
Light Falls (Prologue)
The morning commute was hellish anywhere on the central line but especially so here, in keeshmount, the commercial center for the near-surface region.
The Bal'Kar Blitz (7/10)
It was almost hypnotic in nature and as several of the larger specs began to float downwards a sudden shout from the cobra caused them all to turn to the commuter. "there's something leaking from the other tunnel!"
The Life of Another - Chapter 1
Spending two hours a day commuting on top of a mind-numbing data entry job, alone in the windowless basement of an aging concrete office building, had pushed me to such one-sided conversations.
Clara dans le Métro
She motioned to the other commuters, who seemed mostly contained into their own little bubbles. by this point, dennis' face was flushed beet red. "buh-but we're in public!" clara shrugged. "that's their problem, not ours."
Writing Exercise 1: The End of Downtown Crossing
Peak rush hour had hit only half an hour ago, and everyone was trying to commute their way in and out of boston to change shifts.
Doberman and Throbbin, Part 1, Daniel's story
I live just on the outskirts of london which means that i have to take a train to commute into work.