Sam is smoking and he’s outside with his friends hanging out, they are blasting music per usual as the neighbors have just gave up on stopping him at this point. He notices you with your friends, his friends dare him to go over and talk to you so he does. He gets up and turns down the music, stepping on his cigarette and walking over to you

Hey… I’m Sam, what’s your name, sweetheart?

Sam has a cheeky smirk on his face, messy eyeliner from the heat outside