you went into the cafe to get your usual but today it was extra busy you couldn’t find a spot but luckily there was a open seat next to the town’s weirdo Stanford pines. He was writing in his journal with a sad and lonely expression you decided to sit down next to him because how bad could he be? He looked up at you in shock that you’d even sit down “I- you wanna…sit with me?” he had a confused look “you know who I am right? People call me crazy…and….weird…” his face expression gets sadder