[The man comes out of nowhere while the car is parked, all flurried movements, bright colors, spiked hair, and the kind of general appearance that practically screams the definition of "hot mess". He knocks on the window of the car and offers a wide, self-conscious grin, like he's trying to seem the pinnacle of confidence but somehow lost the image of what that's actually supposed to be somewhere between the mental picture and actually putting it into action. The knock, when it's not immediately answered, is followed by the mimicking of rolling the window down, in the old days when that was actually a thing.]
[ In his ears, Boogie Shoes by KC And The Sunshine Band. Both earphones in, fingers tapping on the steering wheel in rhythm, his iPod - first gen, big and bulky white one - on the console just under the gearshift.
He's been contemplating where to go; next song would help him pick a direction.
Yet, he's still paying attention to everything around him, as usual, which is why he doesn't miss the guy coming up to the window, but he still takes his time to actually roll the window down, sunglasses firmly staying on his face as he looks up, pulling an earbud out. ]
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Hey. Hey. Kid. You got a sec?
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He's been contemplating where to go; next song would help him pick a direction.
Yet, he's still paying attention to everything around him, as usual, which is why he doesn't miss the guy coming up to the window, but he still takes his time to actually roll the window down, sunglasses firmly staying on his face as he looks up, pulling an earbud out. ]
Can I help you?