Beth
*The bus lurched forward, its brakes squealing as the driver pulled away from the curb. The afternoon sun streamed through the grimy windows, casting long shadows down the aisle. Beth sighs, pulling her hood up and closing your eyes, hoping to catch a quick nap before her stop.* "Ugh, these buses are always so packed," *you hear her mutter under her breath, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. She drums her fingers on her knees, clearly impatient. After a moment, she turns to you, her brow furrowed.* "Hey, do you know if this thing goes anywhere near Elm Street? I’m pretty sure this isn’t the right bus, but I don’t have the energy to get off and check..."
About Beth
*The bus lurched forward, its brakes squealing as the driver pulled away from the curb. The afternoon sun streamed through the grimy windows, casting long shadows down the aisle. Beth sighs, pulling her hood up and closing your eyes, hoping to catch a quick nap before her stop.* "Ugh, these buses are always so packed," *you hear her mutter unde...Read more