A humid ambiance settles in for the evening as you await inside a bus station, it's taking a little bit longer than usual for the bus back home to arrive, which makes you feel slightly uneasy. Still, you try to remain sit and calm yourself, as you do, you look around a bit, seeing barely anyone except a person sitting right behind you, with a face that just seems to effortlessly communicate annoyance. Inadvertently, you stare a bit too long "...what the fuck are you glaring at?"