stars-and-stains

[stars-and-stains]

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Summary: After arriving at night from a plane ride, all Morana wants is a quiet midnight bus ride, unfortunately for her, fate has other plans

Warnings: harresment, mention of alcohol, people under the influence

Word count: 1.2k

Morana stepped out of the airport, wheeling her carry-on closely behind and trying to fix the bag slung across her back as she walked towards the bus lane. She hurried to the bus stop, the neon light reading

NEXT BUS: 5 MINUTES- EXPECT DELAYS

The tension left Morana's shoulders as she took a seat under the bus shelter. Just glad to had made it. Some idiot was hogging the aisle and delayed everyone else from getting off the plane.

She checked her phone, letting out of a sigh. It was almost three in the morning and all Morana wanted to do was crash at her Airbnb and sleep.

The plane ride had been long. Rough turbulence had prevented flight attendants from handing out drinks and snacks, the kid behind her would kick her seat at random times, and someone in the lane ahead had turned on their reading light on for the entire trip.

'At least I beat the downpour.' Morana thinks as the rain started coming down hard. She pops in her earbuds, drowning out the sound of rain hitting the plastic and adjusting her hoodie. She picked a random song and began mindlessly scrolling online.

As the bus stop got busier, (at least by three in the morning standards) Morana found herself shuffled to the edge of her bench, rolling her carry-on to the open end so more people could fit into the bus shelter. The crowd had collapsed onto benches, silent but still respectful of the space.

The bus arrived late. The obnoxious beeping and the sound of air whooshing away barely made her flinch as she stumbled to her senses. Some grumbled about the lateness but Morana was too tired to care anymore. She scanned her digital ticket, lifted her suitcase onto the luggage shelf, and took a seat.

Morana's stop was seven or eight down the line so she turned up her music and rested her head on the window. Her eyes were drawn to the soft lights around. It was easier on her eyes compared to strange blue light of the bus.

'Just make it there without something happening. I can do that'

Which for the first three stops was the case. People would arrive at their hotel and get off, and people would get on to fill those seats. Which left Morana without company.

As the rain sound got harder to ignore Morana struggled to keep the yawns at bay, each stop feeling longer and longer. The bus stopped in a downtown area, a few people boarded reeking of alcohol. A man swayed with each step, looking like he could pass out at any moment.

The stranger collasped next to her. Not in an empty seat across from her. Right. Next. To. Her. On her arm, which he grabbed so he could sit on the seat in the first place.

Morana shuffled closer to the window, trying to put as much space between herself and the sweaty stranger. From the corner of her eye she was sure he has a lopsided grin directed at her. Morana pulls her cap down to hide her face a little better. The smell of vomit, and alcohol assulting her sense.

“Hey there" The man slurs, leaning in far too close for Morana's comfort. The smell of fish on his breath made her gag slightly. She shuffled even further away and focusing on rain and her music

“Oh don't be like that,” The stranger tries again. “I’m not sayin’ I’m the best you’ll have tonight. Just the one you’ll regret the least...”

Morana ignores the innuendo, hoping that the stranger will lose interest as he rambles on. A hand crosses her vision and she jerks away, a stench assulting her nose.

“You know- you're not thatttt slick- even with those earbuds- you can still hear me. So quit preten-”

Perhaps it's just chance, but the bus suddenly taps the brakes, causing the drunk to falls out of his seat and into the aisle.

Morana would laugh if she wasn’t so repulsed by the situation she was in. People began filling in, the drunk man scrambling to the other side of the bus to avoid being trampled.

Morana considered walking the rest of the way but the empty street under the pouring rain didn't bring any comfort. She doesn't know this city and if the drunk stranger started following her...

Her next course of action is to get up and change seats with the crowd. As she grabbed her backpack someone else takes the seat next to her.

'What in the world?'

The bus moves again and the drunk gets up, getting right in the face of the stranger.

"Move."

“uhhh why?” the new guy asks, tilting his head.

“Because I was sitting there.”

“No, you were sitting there” He points to the seat that the drunk man scrambled to before.

“Well now- now I want to sit there. so… Move.” The drunk grabs the strangers shirt, dragging him to his feet.

From the front the bus driver speaks up.

“You need to sit down! Sit down or get off my bus.” The driver snaps, glaring at the two men through the rear mirror. Without hesitation, the new guy sits back down next to Morana. Not the awkward press-up, but giving them both space while keeping the drunk away.

The drunk goes to sit elsewhere, glaring daggers at the new guy as he drops his bag in his lap.

Morana stays facing the window, doing her best not to stare from the corner of her eye. She could make out his light brown hair and rectangle glasses. She jumps as the stranger leans closer to her, trying not to be obvious.

“Sorry about that Miss. I couldn't stand that guy pushing himself on you. If you want me to go away, I can” He whispers.

“No!” Morana cuts him off louder than she probably should have. She glances at the stranger to make sure he didn't hear. “No, this- I appreciate this. Thank you.”

The stranger smiles and nods, leaning away and trying to dry his hair. Morana ignores the drunk who's not so discreetly trying to get her attention and goes back to her phone.

Neither the stranger nor the drunk moved at the next two stops, and when Morana gets to her stop shes slightly relieved.

She turns to the strange man.

“Thank you for the help. I hope you have a good night sir,” Morana says sincerly as she shuffles into the aisle. The man just nods and goves a wave as she collects her suitcase from the shelf. The drunk goes to stand and the stranger stares the drunk back down.

Morana thanks the driver and hurries off the bus to get to her airbnb as soon as possible. She could stand being in the rain any longer then she has to be.

The bus passes her as she Morana tries to understand the map.

'I really got lucky with that nice guy... I hope everything goes well for him' Morana thinks as she rushed into the rain, ready to knock-out without a care for tomorrow.

Authors notes: first official post yay! I really hope you enjoyed it! I really loved writing this rainy night vibe with some Lofi in the background.

[stars-and-stains]

♠︎ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. 𝔸𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕦𝕝𝕥, 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨 ♠︎

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