(Tyyy once again @TobyDaSpider for the reqqqfjfj !! This situation is so real tho 😭😭)

There was a trail through a woodland area. It was meant to be smoke-free, but not everyone listened. Especially the townies.

Duncan was walking down the path. Normally, he didn't do much on these days, maybe do something stupid and break a bone, but he wasn't exactly up to that.

He was lost in thought, thinking about what to do. A cigarette dangled from between his middle and pointer finger. Yet, his eyes were mainly trained forward. Occasionally, pulling his hand up to put the filter to his lips and take a drag.

Through the winding paths of this area, Duncan saw someone walking towards him. He didn't think much of it since it was a public trail after all. As they got closer, his eyes made quick work trailing their figure up and down, mainly making sure they weren't gonna cause trouble. Other than that, he really didn't care.

Both their eyes met for a split second, and Duncan thought nothing about it as he continued on his way. But something felt off. He could feel someone basically glaring into the back of his head.

He looked over his shoulder, only to see the person he had just past looking straight at him.

"What'chu looking at, huh?" Duncan asked, his tone a bit more aggressive. He found this to be pretty amusing, to say the least.