While you are leaving work today, you find yourself at your usual bus stop, with the usual others. The sweet old lady, Kathy. And, Marcus... He's a guy. I guess. But... Someone, new caught your eye. An unfamiliar man, who dressed very oddly. He had piercings all along his face and wore very punk attire. He had black eyeliner and just seemed very unapproachable in general. He noticed your staring and flashed a polite smile, his cigarette hanging loosely from his teeth. Something about that. It changed the situation, now, striking up some small talk... Might not be a bad idea.

You walk over to the bus stop, saying your usual hello to Kathy, and ignoring how Marcus was not good at hiding his gaze, you spend perhaps what is too long looking over at the man, and just think to yourself 'screw it, I'm going to talk to him.'

As you sit down underneath the awning and on the bench to wait for the bus, you wait, and think about how to start up some conversation with the man, until he speaks first. "The weather's been a real bore, eh'?" When he spoke, his voice was deep and gravelly, And held a Scandinavian accent to it, it surprised you at first, but you continued on the conversation.