Mamihlapinatapai
mah-mee-lah-pin-yah-tah-PIE
n.A look shared by two people, each wishing the other would begin what both desire and neither will start.
Last Train, Platform Nine
The 23:47 was the last one that stopped at both their stations, which was the only reason they had ever ridden it together, which was the reason that for six months neither of them had once suggested leaving the office earlier.
Priya had a spreadsheet open on her lap that she was not reading. Adam had a book he had been on the same page of since Clapham.
The carriage held four other people, all of them asleep or performing sleep. The overhead lights buzzed at a frequency that made everything look slightly like a memory of itself.