[Tommy smiled at the girl on top of him. “I have to go,” he told her. He was already running late. His smile grew into a smirk as she pressed her lips to his. Always feisty, this one. “I really have to go, Karen,” he said again. He checked his watch. Shit. Shitting fuck. He pushed himself away from her.] He ran up next to Bambi, his heart pounding in his chest. “I know, I know, just… here, I’ll carry your stuff.”
[Bambi scoffed, how could he think by carrying her stuffs would make her forgive him? This wasn’t the first time; he’s crossed the line]
“I’m tired”
[She said softly as she slung her bag on her shoulder, standing up as the bus stopped in front of her. The bus door opened and Bambi stepped inside of it]