"...if I didn't sit down, she wouldn't get off the bus."
"...What a friendly old grandmother."
Everyone smacked their lips.
But sometimes, too much friendliness could be a real headache.
"Yeah."
The young woman sighed softly.
"I sat in her seat."
The young man behind her rested his head lightly against the window, looking sound asleep.
"...I wasn't in any hurry anyway."
Whether the young man was really asleep or only pretending, she planned to wait until they reached her stop before getting off and dealing with it.
She had already waited this long.
What was a little longer?
"...I played on my phone for a while and started feeling carsick..."
The young woman pressed her lips together.
"So I closed my eyes."
To ease the discomfort in her head.
"...I fell asleep."
Huh?
The others stared in surprise.
"You fell asleep?"
"Mm."
The young woman nodded.
She'd kept her eyes closed... and actually drifted off.
"...An old grandmother woke me up."
The young woman gave a wry smile.
"Another old grandmother?"
"Didn't she get off?"
The others looked puzzled.
At that, the young woman rolled her eyes slightly.
"Is there only one old grandmother in the world?"
"Of course it was a different old grandmother."
Oh.
Right.
Everyone nodded.
They'd figured that out a moment later.
The first old grandmother had just stuck in their minds.
It had taken them a second to catch on.
"Wait."
Someone caught on. "You fell asleep?"
"What about that young man?"
"Why didn't he wake you?"
"No."
"Why did the old grandmother wake you?"
"How did she know which stop you were getting off at?"
The others caught on, too.
"Oh, right."
If they were in the old grandmother's shoes, they wouldn't just wake