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"'Kay, here we are. I'm on the lower bed, you're up there. The wardrobe is under my bed. You can take the left side. We can share the nightstand fifty-fifty if you want. There's a toilet-shower in there but use your own soap and towel please."

She's standing at the door. She placed her bag down and is looking around. Her eyes stop on her bed. She starts fidgeting nervously.

"Ummm, may I ask one more thing? You see, I kind of have this irrational fear of falling out of a bed. Soooo..." Oh God is this really happening? "...ummm is there any way you would switch beds with me? Please?" I knew it, why is this happening to me? Oh I know! I made it happen myself. I stare at her, my face a blank. There's a strange pout-like expression forming on her face. She's still fidgeting there at the door, not sure if it's coz of the question or coz the look on my face is saying I'll throw you out the window.

"Okay." What the hell did I just say? Fuck it, it's about time I beat that stupid fear anyway. I mumble profanities to myself as I move my stuff to the other bed. I watch her put her stuff away. I notice I'm a bit taller and a bit older too. I wonder at the age difference a bit. Five or six years is my guess. She's slim, a bit on the athletic side. She's wearing baggy pants but I would bet on my mother's life that her legs are a pure treat. Look at me, leeching at a girl I just met and without any shame.

"Hey, do you wanna go grab some lunch?" She turns around and gives me a suspicions look. "What? I'm not gonna pay for your share if that's what worries you."

"Sorry. Thanks for the invite, but I think I'm gonna lie down a bit. Didn't really get much sleep last night, coz of the... you know." Well it figures.

"Sure, get some rest. And don't go accidentally exploring through my stuff!"

"Pffff, just go eat already and let me sleep."

She flops down on the bed and turns her back to me. I smirk to myself and close the door as I leave the compartment. I just might get to like her.
We pass another stop, this one I decided not to explore. Instead I spend some time in the lounge. I grabbed a drink from the bar and observed people as they passed through the car. Occasionally my thoughts would wonder back to the red head, wondering if she woke up and what she might be doing. I figure she would want to take a shower. Well that was another reason I decided to waste some extra time here.

When I got back to the compartment the girl was nowhere to be seen. The scent of orange in the air told me she did in fact take a shower. The window was left open, probably to let a bit of a draught in, but it left the room colder than it should be. I close the window and climb to my bed. I was going to take a shower but I'll just have to wait a bit for the room to get warmer. I grab a book from my bag and decide to read for a bit. Just as I open it, the girl walks in carrying noodles in her hand.

"Oh hey, you're back. I was just getting some hot water for my instant noodles."

She looks pretty happy with her food. She should have gotten something from the kitchen.

"Why didn't you grab a warm meal at the restaurant?"

"Nah, I felt like eating instant noodles."

"You'll be hungry again in thirty minutes."

"If I am, I'll just get more food." Smart ass. I get back to my book.

"It looks like I over slept our last stop. Shame." I look at her and she looks a bit disappointed.

"You didn't miss much anyway. It was a 20minute stop so you wouldn't even get to see anything besides the station itself."

"Oh" she seems to be thinking about it "Well OK then. I'll just make sure to be awake for the next stop." She says and a huge grin spreads across her face. "Do you want to check it out together?" I close my book and lock eyes with her. She has that silly grin on her face and I can tell that "no" is not an option.

"Yeah, we can do that." Why do I give in so easy? I crawl down from my place up on the bed and stand in front of her. There's not much space in the compartment anyway and our positions feel more intimate than they should. I hold her gaze a second too long and an awkward tension starts to fill the space. She's chewing on her plastic noodle fork; she hasn't taken a bite in a while. "You're eating the fork away." She pulls it out like its poison. A tint of red finds its way to her cheeks again. "Anyway, I was thinking of taking a shower, so could you give me some time alone?"

"Oh yeah, sure. Go right ahead. I'll just go explore the train or something." She stuffs the fork back into her mouth and grabs her bag with her only free hand. She tries to open the door but fumbles with the doorknob She's actually trying to open it with her elbow? I reach out from behind her and open the door for her. A red strand falls over her face as she looks up at me and I'm fighting the urge to tuck it behind her ear. Her eyes are saying thank you and sorry at the same time. Not to mention she seems to be utterly embarrassed. I give her a smile as she leaves the compartment.

"I'll be done in 30 minutes if you want to come back here."

"Kay, I'll just roam around, maybe grab a drink at the bar."

"Try not to fall asleep in inappropriate places."

"HA HA very funny!" She turns and storms away mumbling something I didn't quite catch.

When I'm done with my shower it's already dark outside. Kim is not here. I wonder for a second if she got lost and chuckle at the situation. Probably not.

I put on some clothes and head out. I tell myself I'm only getting a drink but there's this stupid something in my head telling me to go look for her. It's only been a few hours since I met her but I do enjoy her company. She said she might be getting a drink so that's where I'm going.

I see her sitting behind a booth; she's alone and looks deep in thought. Penny for your thoughts? I take a seat at the bar and wave at the barkeeper. He gets me my drink and I pick it up and turn towards her. She hasn't seen me yet so I take a moment to study her. She's playing with her drink, mixing the liquid in her glass. Then stops and stares at it like it's about to reveal the mysteries of the universe to her. If the drink could talk it would name her the most attentive listener ever. The room is dim and it's difficult to see the expression on her face, but somehow I know it's not a happy one.
I get up and walk over to her. I lower myself in the booth, right next to her. "Penny for your thoughts." Only then does she notice me.

"Hey, I didn't see you come in." She looks guilty because of it, even though she has no reason to be.

"You looked like you were thinking hard about something."

"Oh, no it's..." Her voice is quiet and she's staring at her drink. "I was just thinking about this whole situation. I was really looking forward to this trip, but it started off terribly. And then you offered me accommodation for the rest of the journey. And then I started thinking, if by chance you weren't on this train at this exact time, where would I be right now?" She looks at me and I can see loneliness in her eyes. She looks lost and scared. I catch myself thinking of hugging her and I realise my arm moved on its own. I stop myself and banish the thought from my head, awkwardly moving my arm towards my drink.

"And it makes me feel small and insignificant, you know?" She slumps deeper into her seat. "I'm sorry; I'm rambling and not making much sense."

And then, instead around my glass, my fingers sneak under her chin and I lift her head to face me. Her eyes widen as they meet mine and I wait, for the smallest moment, for her to freak out before I go on. She doesn't.
"Listen, don't worry yourself over what could have been. In the end, everything went well and you're here now with a drink to finish and me to keep you company." I smile at her and she smiles back. Her eyes seem a bit brighter too and it seems she snapped out of her little depression.

Move your hand already. I pull my hand back but allow my fingers the slightest touch of her skin. I swear I'm not doing this, I have no idea whose fingers these are. I move to get up. "I'm grabbing another drink, what are you having?"

"Oh no, you don't have to..."

"Don't worry you'll pay me later. What are you drinking?"

"You know what? I think I've had enough..."

"Nonsense. Tell me what you're having and I'll get you one."

"Ahhh you see..."

I reach out and grab her glass. She jumps up, like something bit her. Her cheeks are a flame and when I taste her drink I can guess why.

"You're drinking orange juice?"

"Uh, yeah?" I see; a goody-goody after all.

"After having put up with all that shit yesterday and after all of that somehow managed to end up OK, don't you think you should allow yourself something a bit stronger?"

I can tell she doesn't really know what to do with herself at that moment.

"I don't really drink..."

"Never?" I look at her in confusion.

"Well, maybe once..." She's actually scratching her forehead like she has to remember it! That's it!

"I'm getting you a glass of white and don't try to protest."

Her mouth is already open as she was about to say something.

"I guess one glass is OK."

I smirk at her and turn to get us a drink; I win. I order two glasses of white wine and a bottle of sparkling water, just in case. For the sake of... she doesn't even remember if she ever had alcohol. In the end, she only had that one glass of wine; after a few sips she mixed it with the water I also bought. Such a silly girl.

We spend the rest of the evening in the privacy of the booth, completely unaffected by our surroundings; talking, laughing and occasionally sharing meaningless whispers. I'm enjoying her company more and more with each passing minute and I have to say... her voice does something to me. Every time she leans in and seeps her soft, quiet whispers on my ear, my heart skips a beat and I find myself liking it.

It's well past midnight and we make our way back to our compartment. She pulls out her toothbrush and goes for the built-in bathroom. I take the moment to slip into my sleeping clothes and wait my turn to use the bathroom.

When I exit the bathroom she's sitting on the bed in her PJ's and playing with the wooden Babushka doll, turning it round in her hands.

"I got it from some kid yesterday. She looked like she could use the money."

"It's pretty."

"Yeah. Though I don't see why they call it Babushka; doesn't look like an old hag."

She looks up at me with a grin plastered over her face. I blink in confusion.

"Actually the doll is called Matryoshka."

"Yeah, yeah." Damn it, I lose!

I turn round to climb my bed, already calculating how close to the wall I should sleep so as not to fall out of it.

"Shego?" She calls and I turn to face her. My mind goes blank as a pair of soft lips lands on my cheek. "Thanks for everything you did for me today. I really appreciate it." She smiles a shy smile and disappears under the blankets. I stand there for a moment lifting my hand to my cheek. So soft. I shake my head and climb the bed. I am certain of one thing; there will be no sleep for me tonight.