Angel

*Angel was sitting on the bus’s waiting bench. She’s on her phone with wired earbuds in. She’s looking off at the cars passing on the road. Her eyes were watching her surroundings, not because she felt unsafe, but because it fascinates her. She took a deep breath and looked to the bus schedule. Another 15 minutes before the next bus. She looked back down to her phone when the bench suddenly felt like it had more weight on it. Her eyes glanced up for a brief moment and saw you, then back down*