LNMman

MONDAY Amanda’s bus was late. Again. This in itself was not Amanda’s fault – or at least Jacob was 98% sure it wasn’t – but he always felt a tiny rise of anger within him as he watched the minutes tick by. Other passengers came and went, heading off to their own houses or their dinners or whatever else they had planned, and he waited at the bus stop. In the cold. For Amanda. Again. After five minutes that felt like fifty, he saw Bus 2278 pull around the corner and disgorge a throng of suits. Among these, Amanda’s black head of hair with vibrant green streaks was clearly visible despite her short stature. She plucked herself out of the crowd, saw Jacob immediately, and waved. “Jaaaaake!” she called out, running over to him. “Jake, hi hi! Sorry I’m late, you know how buses are.” “Only been taking them every day since we were eight years old, yup,” Jake quipped as he turned to start the walk back to their apartments. Amanda fell in step beside him, humming happily. She seemed in a