What the HELL...

I went back from my in-law's house. Taking the train back to my place after having 17 students from Mr. Frank's school. I switched from train to bullet at Trafalgar Square Station. With much temptation I ignored City Centre Station bottling all the emotion I had inside and decided to continue with the bullet. I wonder whether or not the guy who I gave my card to will do something about it. I closed my eyes and heard the bullet resumed its routine.