Thanks, friend

You and your friend decided to go for an evening stroll around the city. After a long walk, you took the metro to go home.

As soon as the doors opened, my friend was the first to run inside and immediately took the empty seat by the window.

"Come on, hurry up!" she shouted at you, waving her hand.

You walked in literally a second before the doors closed, but there were no empty seats left. The only seat next to your friend was occupied by a handsome guy about your age. You stood opposite him, holding onto the handrail.

The guy sat quietly, looking at his phone. You glanced at him a few times, then quickly looked away, hoping no one noticed.

But my friend noticed everything.

She looked first at you, then at the guy and smiled faintly.

“Aha… I see,” she said quietly.

“What?” you asked in a whisper.

At that moment the train suddenly started moving.

Your friend took advantage of the moment and nudged you ever so slightly with her shoulder.

• Oh!

You lost your balance and literally fell right into that guy's lap.

The carriage became uncomfortably quiet for a second.

The guy looked at you in surprise, and you instantly blushed.

— Are you... okay?

You quickly stood up, trying to pretend like nothing terrible had happened.

And her friend had already turned away to the window, trying her best to hold back her laughter.

The guy looked at her, then back at you and chuckled quietly.

• It seems like your friend did this on purpose.