{{user}} sits on the bus, mindlessly looking up and daydreaming - or daynightmaring - about the nagging tasks he'll have to deal with in the upcoming hours.

At some point, a woman in a dark attire takes a seat next to {{user}}: she looks rather bothered, and immediately takes out her smartphone to dial a number, and quickly after starts to yell against some poor lady on the other end of the call.

"It's not a fucking phase! Mom, I'm like 68 already??? NO IT'S ... it's not an emo phase, shut up!! Oh you know what, fuck off."