What An Evening
It wasn’t really the thing I would do, or ever expected to do. However, now that I found myself in this situation, I could not imagine anything more exciting. I looked at the time; it was nearly six in the evening. My friends’ train would come any minute, and as I stood outside the station, I could feel myself getting slightly wet. Technically, only one of them was my friend, I had no idea who the other two were, I only knew their names. James, Thomas, and my friend Harry. Finally, the train...