The Subway Short Story
Welcome to New York
[and you can want who you want boys and boys and girls and girls]
Sansa hated the busy streets of New York City. After a long day, there was nothing she appreciated more than a hot cup of tea (preferably the strawberry oolong that Joff bought for her twentieth name day) and absolute silence. Her sister’s frequent visits made sure to ruin that, and the incessant honks and beeps from the streets below their building didn’t help.
And the worst part about the Big Apple? The Subway system. Sansa swore that she saw mice on the train home from work daily. Not to mention how crowded the cars were, and how the lady sitting next to her two weeks ago most certainly had the bubonic plague.
Ironically, it was on the subway that …show more content…
No, this, what she had right in front of her, was love. Staying up late, snuggling up next to each other in bed, whispering silly promises into each other’s ears. Making a mess in the kitchen and getting flour all over each other. Walks in Central Park and feeding Margaery her favorite lemon cakes. The anonymous threats stopped, and the monsters had turned out to be just …show more content…
Arya didn’t even know about them, which was a miracle, indeed. Sansa’s sister was incredibly perceptive. She was the one who figured out Joff’s secret, she was the one who called the police when Sansa assumed the smoke was nothing. Knowing Arya, Margaery would be subjected to an extremely threatening shovel talk - more than once.
But what she had with Margaery, right now, it was heaven.
All You Had To Do Was Stay
[i’ve been picking up the pieces of the mess you made] It’s November 1st, and Sansa has not left her bed once.
She wishes that she could just forget, take all of her memories of November 1st, and burn them to be lost forever. She doesn’t let Margaery hold her that day, and Margaery can understand, considering the very few bits and pieces Sansa has let slip about Joffery. And Sansa is lost, so lost, because’s she’s been doing so well since November 1st. She met Margaery, and finally found happiness. She had been promoted at work. But she was still picking up the pieces that Joffery had created when he smashed up her life.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Shake It Off
[i’ll make the
[and you can want who you want boys and boys and girls and girls]
Sansa hated the busy streets of New York City. After a long day, there was nothing she appreciated more than a hot cup of tea (preferably the strawberry oolong that Joff bought for her twentieth name day) and absolute silence. Her sister’s frequent visits made sure to ruin that, and the incessant honks and beeps from the streets below their building didn’t help.
And the worst part about the Big Apple? The Subway system. Sansa swore that she saw mice on the train home from work daily. Not to mention how crowded the cars were, and how the lady sitting next to her two weeks ago most certainly had the bubonic plague.
Ironically, it was on the subway that …show more content…
No, this, what she had right in front of her, was love. Staying up late, snuggling up next to each other in bed, whispering silly promises into each other’s ears. Making a mess in the kitchen and getting flour all over each other. Walks in Central Park and feeding Margaery her favorite lemon cakes. The anonymous threats stopped, and the monsters had turned out to be just …show more content…
Arya didn’t even know about them, which was a miracle, indeed. Sansa’s sister was incredibly perceptive. She was the one who figured out Joff’s secret, she was the one who called the police when Sansa assumed the smoke was nothing. Knowing Arya, Margaery would be subjected to an extremely threatening shovel talk - more than once.
But what she had with Margaery, right now, it was heaven.
All You Had To Do Was Stay
[i’ve been picking up the pieces of the mess you made] It’s November 1st, and Sansa has not left her bed once.
She wishes that she could just forget, take all of her memories of November 1st, and burn them to be lost forever. She doesn’t let Margaery hold her that day, and Margaery can understand, considering the very few bits and pieces Sansa has let slip about Joffery. And Sansa is lost, so lost, because’s she’s been doing so well since November 1st. She met Margaery, and finally found happiness. She had been promoted at work. But she was still picking up the pieces that Joffery had created when he smashed up her life.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Shake It Off
[i’ll make the