The next morning, I enter Carriage C with high spirits, and four multipacks of Haribo. Yes. There he is, tapping away on his iPad in the corner.
Once the train has started moving, I head towards him. "Hi there," I say confidently.
He peers at me, then back at his screen. "What do you want?"
"You like sweeties, right?"
"Some types," he says suspiciously. "Why?"
"Because I have lots of lovely Haribo here for you."
"Ooh! Yum!" he shouts, grabbing at them.
"First of all though, I want to give you something."
"Give me something?"
"Well, you know I work for a newspaper, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I need some very special people to do interviews for me. To go in the paper! And you'll become very famous - if you take this tape and listen to it. Whenever it asks you a question, just answer it as best you can - then give it back to me tomorrow."
"Whatever. Can I have the Haribo now?"
"You can have half now, and half tomorrow morning when you've recorded your answers?"
"Yeah. Okay," he says.
Bingo.
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Commute - Camp NaNoWriMo April 2015
HumorMaya McKenna is a regular twenty-eight year old and an aspiring journalist. After bagging a job in London, she discovers that she has to commute every day, at half past seven! Maya is understandably not looking forward to this, but when a project re...