1 -[Excuse me?! Who are You?!]-

"This is stupid."

As I gaze up at the building in front of me, people pass by without a trace or a glance.

'Why did I think this was a good idea? God damn it me, like bruh. You always go 'Why the hell not?!', and then this happens-!'

"What's stupid?" A deep, gravelly, but smooth voice interrupts my musing.

'OH SHIT-THERES A PERSON THERE! WHEN DID THEY GET THERE! UHHHHHH-'

"Life," is my deadpan response, taking on an emotionless façade.

'WHY DID I SAY THAT?!-I'LL SCARE THEM AWAY-!'

"Heh. I'd say life is quite smart."

Turning to finally look at the owner of the voice, a short pale ('Almost paper white!') guy is slouching next to me.

'holy shit. Too close! TOO CLOSE-!'

Taking a step back facing him, I take in more of this stranger.

Casual clothes. Sneakers. Baggy hoodie. –'Likes to be comfortable'

Expensive watch with scratches. –'Poorly looked after. So Rich but doesn't like to flaunt it'

Shaggy unkept gray hair. –'Doesn't care for looks, may be too lazy to care'

Dark bags under crystal blue eyes. –'insomniac?'

'Perfect possible friend. DON'T stuff this up!'