he sat beside you at the bus stop and started to wait for the bus to arrive. He smelled like cigarettes and paint. He was wearing a baggy black shirt with a star printed on it, baggy ripped blue jeans and brown converse with more paint stains on them. He had fluffy dyed red hair and a small creature sitting on his shoulder. You could hear the music from his headphones. He didn’t speak to you but you could feel him glance over every few seconds