Your mom never wore dresses. Some people were over आप didn't know. They were dressed so nice. Your mom had made them breakfast. आप were freaked out. आप walked outside to go for a walk. The neighborhood was different. आप were dressed in your greaser outfits like always. Kids and adults would stare आप down as आप walked down the street. आप looked at your outfit and thought it was pretty. It was ripped jeans, leather jacket, and a पार करना, क्रॉस tank top. आप walked as आप didn't recognize the streets. आप walked to the park. आप found टट्टू there and ran towards him. "Pony what's going on?" "I don't know" he said. आप woke up as the thought scared you. आप walked into the रसोई, रसोईघर to see what was there. आप saw your mom with no dress and no one at the table. आप sighed in relief. "Hi honey I have to go to work early so I'll see आप after" she कहा and kissed आप then walked out the door. "Okay bye" आप said. Your parents were different from the other greasers. They were घर और and cared more. आप were richer then most. But weren't that rich.
आप smiled at him, waiting for him to continue. He grabbed your hand. “I thought it’d be the coolest thing to be a train. I don’t even know why. Maybe because they’re always moving, they’re big, I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“But as I got older, I realized I was like a train. Always pushing forward, no turning around of anything. From the looks of it, my train was going to end me up in jail.” He stops walking at the track switch.
“(Y/N), आप were like my track switch. My train was headed for nowhere till आप came along. Now I see my train going somewhere, to a house, a family, a life.” He pauses. “And I wanted to say thank you.” He says quietly.
आप just लपेटें your arms around him.
you and Soda <3
