I looked out the window, and I saw Nick running onto the sidewalk, still pretty much half-dressed. His shirt was unbuttoned, and so were his pants, and he was barefoot. He looked around at the crowd on the sidewalk, his head looking to and fro desperately. I almost felt a little bit sorry for him, for he had such a sad look on his face when he realized that I wasn’t there anymore. Almost. I sighed and put my head against the window. I hoped and prayed that nobody would decide to sit next to me, because I wasn’t in the mood, at all, for small talk. I got to the subway, and bought my token. It was strange, for sure, taking the subway again. I had gotten so spoiled, going around the city in Nick’s limo. It had been several months since I had taken public transportation. At first, I was a little bit grossed out when a homeless man got on, and the guy had obviously peed his pants for days in a row. But I soon got used to the stench, and I didn’t notice it any more than I did when I was taking the subway every single day.
