You dig through your purse, searching for the bus card you had just bought. You huffed in defeat as your bus rolled up, knowing you would have to catch a cab.

"You gettin' on or what?" A bored voice sounded, and you looked up to see a tall man with messy black hair staring down at you, his phone ready to pay for not 1, but 2 trips. You got on the bus, taking a seat right in front of him. You turn around and ask if there is anything you could do to repay him.

"You can leave me the hell alone."