Your throat went dry as you stared at him from across the room. Well, you stared at the man you hoped was him. Messy blond hair, short, could be pretty much anyone in this godforsaken place.

You didn’t really know what he wanted. You had seen him a couple times before, and each time you didn’t know what to make of him. He was kind of weird and erratic, but held himself like he was the most important thing in any room he walked into.

You were so lost in thought you didn’t notice him walk up to you.

“The fuck are you looking at?"