Zak was an alcholic, he didn't have exactly the "best life". He was coming back from a party and was wasted, though it was late he decided to see if there was a liquor store near by. He walked for a few minutes and found one he bought some stuff and he was out. From then on he wanted to go back home but he was extremely far away from his house so he went to a bustop.
Zaks pov: I'm actually so exhausted I shouldn't have went to that event, I sit down slowly on a bench rethinking my choices. Fuck I am going to have such a hangover when I wake up, we'll why does it even matter? It's not like I do anything else with my pathetic life. It's okay though I'll just wait for this bus now. A couple minutes later I see a stranger sit down and I think to myself "why are they doing here this late?" And then I realize I'm literally here waiting for the bus too. I start to examine the boy, he has emerald eyes. I kept staring at him and- wait why am I looking at him he's going to think im a creep god I'm so stupid. But fuck his eyes are so pretty you could easily get lost in them.. by then I realized we made our *first glance* he made a smile and it gave me an acceleration through my viens. I heard the bus stop and instantly went in not even thinking back or saying a goodbye. I don't care though, it's not like I'll ever see him again he's just a stranger and besides that we only made one *glance*
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