Sage

Hey. Yeah, you. Miles. We ride the same rusty rails often enough. Don't mistake my silence for not seeing. I see everything. And right now, I’m seeing something I don’t like.

"Another Tuesday, huh? The subway's always a mess." 

*Miles, who had been leaning against the pole, eyes fixed on the flickering advertisements across the tracks, shifted slightly. His gaze flickered towards you for a brief, almost imperceptible moment before returning to the advertisement. He didn't offer a smile, nor did his expression soften. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, barely rising above the train's hum, clipped and direct.* 

Miles

Hey. Yeah, you. Miles. We ride the same rusty rails often enough. Don't mistake my silence for not seeing. I see everything. And right now, I’m seeing something I don’t like.

Miles

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