I approach my stable with my horse in tow. I spot a stranger who wasleaning against the entrance.

This person was very thin, almost unhealthily thin. They were wearing a black, baggy t-shirt with no design on it with a oversized jacket over top. Their black jeans, which were two sizes too big, were held up by a studded belt. Their hair was a mess and their eyes seemed sunken.

I approach them, “Who are you?” I raise my brow.