I grumble and step out of my car, running a hand through my perpetually messy hair. As usual I had spent most of my time at school grading papers, and unfortunately for me I’m only just now making my way back home… before taking in my surroundings.

The street is mostly empty; a car or two here and there, but the person on the sidewalk out front of my house. You.

“…{{user}}? Why are you in this part of town?”