You run one hand up and down your arms and the feel bigger, almost more muscular. In fact you notice you don’t even have sleeves anymore. You slip your other hand out of your boyfriends grasp and run it up and down your shirt but you can’t find any buttons. You raise your hand to unbutton the top button but couldn’t find it. It felt almost like it was tight and didn’t fit. The train was feeling strangely hot, and combined with your wet shirt, you were getting uncomfortable. You feel your boyfriend grab your hand in the darkness. The carriage was plunged into darkness as the train left the station. You both step on to the train just before the doors close and sit down as it begins to move. Both of you run to get on it rather than take your chances with the rain again. As you get to the bottom of the stairs you see a train pulling in. Your boyfriend pulled you into the entrance to the subway to get out of the rain. You’d had a cute night at a low key bar by the water front but left before the clubs began to start overflowing with college aged kids hooking up on the streets.Īs you walked down the streets it began to rain and your button down shirt began to get wet. You and your boyfriend were walking back to your hotel talking about tumbr story ideas you could write that night when you get back.