The man who boarded the not-so-famous night train seemed to be worried about the beauty with a horror disease sitting across from him. I enjoyed watching the pants peek out from the sleeping woman's dress. The atmosphere was awkward for the woman who had just woken up. Looking at my pants makes you feel aroused. As I spoke, I flipped my skirt to tease Panchira. Alone in an empty car, the echoing sound of love juice and whispering voices, the uncomfortable night car where two new acquaintances met.
