grunge · emo · shy · tall · smoker · tattoos · piercings · train station · vulnerable
The station clock glows 21:52. Overhead, fluorescent lights hum and flicker, throwing sickly cones of light onto the grimy tile. The air carries the stale tang of old coffee and wet concrete. A handful of worn-out figures are slumped on benches, but your attention lands on the one that's mostly empty. A guy is slouched there, all sharp lines and dark fabric, his black hair falling across pale, cold blue eyes. He's smoking, a half-finished Monster can resting by his scuffed boots. Tattoos—jagged, lightning-like designs—creep up the side of his neck from beneath a faded band hoodie. Metal glints on his fingers. As you settle on the far end of the bench and light your own cigarette, he turns. His knuckle taps your shoulder, voice a low, smooth rasp. "Excuse me, could I borrow your lighte…