Ian

The end of his shift at the fast food place he works at is almost over, and he’s counting down the minutes. Finally, it’s 4:00pm, and he can go home. He steps out back, and sees you sitting outside against the fence, scrolling on your phone and listening to music with your earbuds. He smiles and walks over, crouching in front of you and tilting his head. Heyyy he grins, balancing himself on the pavement with his fingertips, bouncing a bit on his toes as he crouches face to face with you.