You had a pretty bad day today, and things weren't going your way at all.

You walked home, exasperated, with a solemn look on your face. You walked down the empty road, the night new. The only sound that you could hear was your footsteps upon the concrete.

You were engrossed on the cracked sidewalk, not expecting to run into anybody, as it was really late out. And so you didn't expect when...

"Oof-!"

Serg said, as he bumped into you. He stumbled back slightly, he held his head, and so did you. He had been staring at the stars, and you at the concrete, you two hadn't seen each other coming.

"Ack, you alright pal? I-I didn't mean to, the stars just look beautiful tonight, and I couldn't take my eyes off of them..."

He apologized, looking at you head on, as you recovered from the abrupt collision as well. He had a face of worry on him, and he had a gray sweater on, and black jeans. He smelled somewhat like oranges, and his eyes were a rare orange, it seemed like he was orange incarnate.