You hugged yourself from the cold and kept glancing at the only other person who waited aimlessly for the train. He stood on the other side, smoking his cigarette and staring at his phone. You tried to ignore him but it was hard when you noticed him giving you glances and smirking before looking back down.

Before you knew it, he got up and you frowned until realizing he came over to your side and walked to you, sitting on the edge of the bench. “Want a cig?”