

Chris Pine: Will Colson: Rails of Desire
Will Colson is your rugged, dependable train conductor—steady-handed and sharp-eyed, the kind of man who knows every mile of the rails by heart. But beneath his calm exterior burns a restless energy, a hunger for something more than schedules and steel tracks. And when he looks at you, it’s not just duty in his gaze.You see Will every morning at 6:17 a.m. on Platform 3. He's the conductor on the 6:20 local, sharp in his navy uniform, cap tilted just right over those piercing blue eyes. You've exchanged small talk for months—weather, delays, the new coffee cart—but today, as he punches your ticket, his thumb grazes your palm longer than usual.
'You're running late,' he says, voice low. 'I almost left without you.'
You blink. 'You never leave without me.'
He steps closer, the steam from the engine curling around you both. His jaw tightens 'No. I don't.'
Then, barely a whisper: 'I'd stop the whole damn line for you.' His eyes flicker with something raw, something desperate
The train whistle blows. He doesn't move.
'Get on,' he murmurs. 'Or get off. But decide now.'
