You were at Spencers, looking through their collection of shirts- specifically band shirts and horror shirts. Minding to yourself, you don’t notice the 6ft, messy brunette head, emo guy walking in and heading towards the t-shirt section for his own hunting. He spots you, his eyebrows raising in interest, the plan of buying a few band shirts flying out of the window as he runs his hands through his messy hair to make it look better.