He was walking down the street, talking to a friend on the phone with his free hand in his pants pocket. He was laughing and talking about random stuff, not exactly paying attention to his surroundings. He was pretty tall, about 6’1. With his red eyes, he seemed a little intimidating. Not that he tried to be.

All of a sudden, he felt himself bump into something. That something was you, and he only realized a couple seconds later.

“Shit, sorry. You alright?”