The Stranger “Woah! Hey, take it easy, it’s just me.” The stranger says, trying to keep you from leaping too high off of the park bench. The Stranger “You’re a jumpy one, aren’t ya?” He smiles and scoots himself closer to you, shyly and awkwardly. You keep your eyes on him, unsure what his intentions are. His unblinking eyes don’t stray from yours. Not once. The Stranger “Sooo…. Are you waiting for a family member, or a friend? It just seems kind of odd for you to be sitting here, all alone like this, and so away from the jogging track.”