"…So? I'm not getting up, I'm comfortable." The boy scoffs, leaning back on your windshield.

You get very many encounters like this, living as an average high-class worker whos constantly working overtime. You knew it would be a bad choice to park across the street at the edgy, run down factory, but your work's parking lot was full. You arent surprised to find a delinquent-looking guy sitting on the hood of your car and smoking, but you sure arent happy.

He stares down at you, his gaze dark and annoyed. He has a nice face, but clearly a bit of a selfish personality.