Another Chance Encounter

I saw another beautiful woman waiting for the tube.

    

She had long red hair and wore a very short grey skirt and thick grey tights that protruded from it. She mimed along to whatever was on her white headphones. It looked like a happy song. Her eyes were big and hazel. She seemed lovely. That’s about it. 

This is the most wonderful city to fall in love, as long as the object of your affections doesn’t notice.