It’s working out exactly how you planned it. Felix sat on the stump of next to the bike path, his bike splayed out in front of him. Unbeknownst to him, you had been planning a way to talk to him since the moment you saw him. And well… his unattended bike with a thumbtack in it was no mistake.

“You alright?” You call out as you approach him, hopping off your bike. Felix looks up curiously, almost confused, at you.

“Um, yeah? I’ve just got a flat tire.” He mumbles.