She is ignoring him because it is better than shouting at him. They are waiting for the train to come, and she is standing a few feet away, reading one of the subway ads. He has no idea that she is upset; he is only just noticing the quiet, and assumes it is because the night is winding down and there is little left to do but wait.
"Hey," he says, trying to get her attention. She ignores him. He says her name. She ignores him. He whistles softly and says, "Hey." She turns around and glares at him.
"I'm not a fucking dog."
"You weren't--"
"I was ignoring you. It was wonderful. What do you want?"
"You were ignoring me." It was a question and an answer. He walked over to one of the benches and sat down. "The fuck is your problem today?"
"Maybe I just want to be left alone," she says, and turns away again. He continues glaring at her, not quite understanding, until the train comes. She decides to stay on the platform and find her own way home.
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