Here it is; new story! (my) First modern AU of Downton Abbey. ATM it's Sybil/Branson-centric but that may change. Oh, and Julian Fellowes/ITV owns Downton Abbey, Jessica Brown Findlay and Allen Leech own themselves, North Ridings own Ripon, Haworth and Keighley, USA owns Atlanta, Georgia but I do own my brilliant little OCs.
Atlanta is the capital of the State of Georgia, 'Lennon' is referring to John Lennon Airport, Liverpool (subsequently owned by Merseyside) and 'White Rose country' is referring to Yorkshire.
Yes, the title of this chapter is really cheesy :P
-pureclass
A baggy jumper with 'Georgia' scrawled across the front shimmied into the compartment. The girl cocooned within had no use for it inside the heated carriage and so, at the first opportunity, dragged the too-big item off over head and plonked it down on the seat, apparently unaware of the occupant. No, definitely unaware. The girl gasped a little in shock as she noticed the figure holding a newspaper down so he could look back.
"No," he stated, imagining her question, "It's not taken." He confirmed.
"Sorry. I didn't notice you."
"That's the idea. Not seen, not heard." They chuckled. "So, is it your name?"
"Huh?"
"Georgia. It says so on your hoodie."
"Oh, no," she giggled at the misunderstanding, "I just stayed with friends in Atlanta for the millionth time, I've had this hoodie since it was literally bigger than me. My mum nearly murdered me when I said that a flight to Lennon was cheaper, even with the train fare back to Yorkshire."
"Ah. That explains it." He smiled and completely folded his paper up, emphasising the drop onto the table.
"Yeh, so what's the purpose of your journey into White Rose country?" whereas she had a quite strong, if still eloquent, Yorkshire accent his was an even stronger Irish brogue.
"Work." He said simply, folding one leg over the other. With the extra leg room she straightened the single leg and leaned back more into the chair, folding the originally discarded jumper to a pillow under her head.
"Wake me up when we get to Ripon, or before if you have to leave, please?"
"No worries, that's where I'm getting off." He smiled the same grin again and unfolded his paper as she closed her eyes and drifted off. Wasn't she forward?