Why wait?

On the way home from a meeting in the City,
the metrocard machine asked me this question: 

Indeed. So I didn't. 

I made a sketch of the man sitting across from me.
He was looking at his smartphone,
I was looking at my "magazine,"
behind which was hidden my small sketchpaper.
I think he knew I was drawing him because he kept looking up
(I kept looking away, pretending I was reading).

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