Unfortunately, my determination to remain in the train car was met with an unexpected obstacle. The locomotive required refueling and maintenance, an undertaking that would last at least half of a day. Mildly put out, I collected my sparse belongings and prepared to vacate my private haven.
“Hello?” an unfortunately familiar sun-kissed blond figure was crouched in front of my door. Electing to ignore his presence, I continued to make my way down the corridor with feigned obliviousness. However, despite my best efforts, the golden-haired gentleman continued to shadow me closely.
“Hello, Eleanora. Good morning to you. You removed me from your compartment, and I was relegated to the cold floor all night, remember?”
