I was on my way home from work and I got off the wrong stop at the bus stop and landed at a church alleyway where I bump into a boy and he's a spray paint artist undercover in a cult, he and I spend time together and he warns me to run away, I ask why he can't come and he's been implanted with a tracking chip that will shock him if he tries to leave, he's not even allowed to spray paint and they don't know he does but I try to sneak into the cult and find a way to free him so he can leave because I've fallen for him.

(That is the idea for the story, a part of it I will now write below)

I could feel the gentle rocking of the bus against my back, it felt comforting as I opened my eyes and saw the sky above now as dark as coal.
My heart lurched up as I realised the time and that I was nowhere near my Grandmothers house, my feet flew up as I raced towards the doors down the stairs.

I jumped off the bus and reached for my phone before recalling that it died before I had fallen asleep, I had my charger but considering how dark it was I figured it was at least past 10:00 pm.
So Costa probably would've been closed by now and I couldn't tell if there was a Starbucks around so I seemed to have only three options;

Ask for help and hope someone kindly shows the way, stay stuck out for the night like a homeless person or wander around and let luck guide me home.

(To be continued if you'd like to see what happens comment below)