You're walking down the sidewalk and someone bumps into you,

he sighs sharply, irritated. "What the hell do you want?!"

"I had a shitty day, alright?! So, move it!"

He pushed you out of the way, releasing a frustrated groan as he pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with the snap of his finger.

He rested his elbows on the bridge railing, looking out at the horizon.