No one P.O.V

Lenon sat at a table, Staring off into space as he felt rather bored. He was supposed to have been on a date with someone but they had ditched him last second. He didn't feel like leaving the place however. As to why? He was indecisive on what he should do.

A stranger plopped themselves down in the seat across from him.

10 minutes later the two had discussed multiple different things for what felt like centuries by now.

"You know...I kinda view...myself as a one...but your the 9 I need to make me a 10.." Lenon smirked a little after saying this, hoping he had gotten some reaction out of The other.

"...your cute for trying....but you didn't try hard enough.."