Holly Clark

Litter Rat

It was an ordinary, New York day as Thomas walked towards the last car of the subway. He always did this, as he thought it’d be less crowded and quicker to his bodega. Thomas rode the subway often, not as a choice, but because he had a deep rooted phobia of driving and car crashes. Plus if he walked, his bags would either break before he got back home or would get mugged. He rode the train frequently, so he knew the most and least populated times of the train. Average Tuesday afternoons consisted of only two people populating the last car around 3 o’clock. Tuesday trips on the subway consisted of Thomas putting both earbuds in and getting lost to Smashing Pumpkins.