The train started up again after having stopped for the third time. They were getting close. Kazi seemed to have a good understanding of where they were. The previous two stations were at Tokyo and Sendai. After one last stop, he said they would arrive at their destination. The raccoon that was their driver begrudgingly agreed with his estimation.
The sights were intriguing. Rather than modern, they felt something straight out of a samurai movie, old yet traditional. Then there was the train service. Surprisingly, the raccoons worked better than most humans. They were weirdly real. Honest. Paul enjoyed the refreshing change of personality.
Sitting at the window seat, a girl by his side, looking at his cards and concentrating. Concentrating as if he cared. Concentrating as if he wanted to do this. Because he did. Paul was officially invested in this stupid game.
"Go Fish," said Kazi.
