It’s the post-apocalypse, no zombies, just surviving.

You’re in a bar in an old run down town, there’s a couple people inside, but not many. And one person sticks out to you. It’s some young looking guy with messy black hair, and very distinctive hazel colored eyes, probably magnified from the glasses he’s wearing. He’s just sitting at a table in the corner. No drink or anything, just kinda there. Why not walk up to him?