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How you met!

Mark- You were jogging along some streets when you misguided yourself and began running  the complete other direction of home. You had your earbuds in and didn't care about the world until your phone died. You take the earbuds out and literally run around for four hours trying to find your way back. All the while finding yourself back where you were when your phone died. You see a guy with red hair walk by.

"Hey could I get some directions  to (Street/n)." You ask out of breath.

"You turn a left then a right and go for about 2 miles." You looked at the guy speechless. "Need a ride?" The guy points to his car. You shake your head. "You sure? I have seen you run passed my house four times." He asks.

"Yeah, but thanks." You nodded about to turn.

"Here, if you get lost again call me." He passed you a piece of paper he just scribbled on. I took it and slid it between my phone and the case so I wouldn't lose it.

Jack- You reached for your order and held to portable cup in your hand.

"Thanks," you paid and added a little tip.

"Come again," The man at the register said as you turned to make your way out the door. You get out into the blazing sun and look down since you had no sunglasses. You had walked about ten feet before running into a pole. You stumble back almost dropping the coffee. Before you had a chance to hit cement you felt hands quickly move under you catching you a foot before you hit the ground.

"Thanks," You look at but move your hand over your eye since the persons face was right next to the sun.

"Anytime." An Irishman's voice speaks making you giggled inside. I never thought that accent got that strong. You thought to yourself. Coming to your sense and reach for the ground and push yourself to your feet.

"At least the coffee is safe." You look at your cup, nothing spilled.

'Well, that true!" You finally get a good look at the green hair man standing in front of you.

"Thanks again!" You say after a weird ten second silence. You turn to walk away but in about 5 seconds the man runs up next to you.

"You dropped this" he hands you a folded piece of paper. You unfold it, not remebering to have this. His number is written in green sharpie.

Felix-

"Maya! Edgar!" A man is running down the street chasing after two little pugs. He seemed crazy, until you saw the pugs.

"Come here!" You kneel down in front of the little dogs. They immediately jump on you, only since you were in the way.

"Thanks!" The guy leans over hands on his knees. He breathed heavily.

"You okay?" You asked as he still stands there out of breath.

"Yeah, but these dogs can run!" He laughed kneeling to grab their collars.

"They seem really excited." You kneel back down to pet the jumping puppies. He nodded and you stand up. There was a quick awkwardness, but you soon break it. "Well, I have to be somewhere so, I'll see you later!" You giggle. "Hold on, I lost my phone can I borrow your's really fast. You try not to give it away you are giving him your number.

"A favor for a favor," He reaches in his pocket and gives you his phone. He opens it with his pass code and you run to contacts and slide in your number. You give it back.

"Sorry, it was on silent." You pull out your phone from your pocket.

Matt-

"That was crazy!" Three guys are walking about ten feet away from you all covered in, you think you smell, paint. I mean it looks like paint, but you just kept walking. One of the guys accidentally falls over, pushing his friend into you. You get splattered in blue and green paint. All the guys look at you and just stare like you are going to kill them.

" This is great I'm truly blue!" You giggle.

"I am so sorry," The one how ended up falling into me stood up and began to help me up.

"Really, you are fine!" you still are giggling. "This was a bad shirt anyways." The one who hit you kind of smiles and you see he really feels bad.

"Anything we can do?" I one who feel asked.

"Can you not act like you guys killed someone!" I tried to make them feel better.

"Here," The one who didn't fall handed me a few napkins.

"Thanks," I grabbed them. I looked at them. One of them had writing on it. I nodded began to walk away. The pen was hard to read on the napkin, but I made it out.

Here my brother obvi likes you. He never smiles like that.

And it listed his number.