Ain't asking...? I mused.
I glanced out the window towards the people on the platform, taking a deep breath to calm myself.
Ain't asking...?
I felt strangely calm, maybe I was in shock, but all I could think about was how none of us had asked to be here at this station. Life just threw us here. I could think of a million other ways to be spending my day.
The cold metallic object withdrew from my side.
"Open it" Arty said with a chuckle as he threw a package onto my lap.
Ain't asking?
I had no choice.