~Prologue~
It was a normal day for me, or more like night since it was close to midnight. I sat at my favorite diner, drinking my black coffee and completing the crossword from the local newspaper when I heard a bang! come from the doors. I spun around in my stool and looked for the culprit.
He was dressed in a pair of denim jeans, a white v-neck, and a had a gray beanie on. His face was surrounded by curls but they were tamed, not like some people's I've seen. He wasn't bad on the eyes, wasn't the best I'd seen, though.
He noticed me giving him the once-over, so I turned around in my stool and continued finding a 5 letter synonym for a train.
The stranger took a seat next to me and ordered a hot green tea. I glanced over at him and he was staring at me.
"It's metro."
I looked into his green eyes, startled, "what?"
"The synonym is metro." he stuck out his hand, "name's Harry."
