The black dot continues to edge closer, and closer to me until I realize; it's a person. What the hell are they doing out here at this time? damn, I'm a hypocrite. 

I can't really see their face, it's too dark and my vision is dog shit without my glasses. From their stature, I can only assume it's a boy. He must have noticed me by now though, surely? So why is he still walking this way. I feel sick. I don't like being around people, especially ones I don't know, please turn around and leave. But he doesn't, well it's not as if he can read minds. I shuffle along the edge to the last bit of concrete furthest from the man and decide to put an earphone back in and try to ignore his presence, only the one earphone in case he's a murderer and tries to sneak up on me and choke me until I die. I mean, if he shot me with a gun I wouldn't even be mad, I would probably thank him first, but being strangled to death isn't in my top ten ways to die list that's for sure 

( My top 10 ways to die:

1- Being shot

2- Drowning

3- Poisoning

4- Overdose 

5- Carbon monoxide 

6- Jumping from a height

7- Being run over

8- Being hit by a train

9- Volcano jumping

10- Hanging (if in full flight panic mode)

for anybody whose asking. )

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I press play on my Spotify and concentrate on the lyrics to put my mind at ease I'll take advantage while fuck he's getting closer you hang me out to dry just ignore his presence but I can't see you every night free (About A Girl - Nirvana) ignore, ignore, ignore.

He reaches the concrete and sits down on the edge. I look over and see he's just staring out at the view, probably admiring its beauty. I try to look at him without making it obvious, he's wearing a black hoodie with his hood up so I can't really make out his face. He's wearing pajama bottoms and he has no shoes on. God, he looks like a literal clown, as if he'd just gotten out of bed and come down here in a complete mindless daze. 

As if he could feel my gaze on him he turns his head to look at me. He looked startled, almost as if he walked all the way here and sat down without realizing I was here. Weird. He looks away and I see him pull a pair of chunky headphones over his head (and his hood?) and he goes back to looking out at the view in front of him. I wonder if he thinks the same as I do whilst looking at the view, although come to think of it, not everybody is as deep and fucked up as I am.