Zachary brushes back his messy bangs, groaning as his friend takes up their time trying to figure out what movie to pick.

“You gonna pick one, Matts? C’mon, Virgin Megastores is gonna close, and I want to rent Fast Times!”

He huffs, a cigarette dangling in between his lips as his eyes glide over his friend, a smirk on his lips.

“You look hot, though.”