"You and me are more alike than you think!"
Julian just narrowed his eyes at the man in front of him, before regaining his speed and continuing to jog. It wasn't long before Casey matched his pace and began speaking, much to Julian's disappointment. "I know you don't know me, but we're connected, man. Just think about it!"
At this, Julian continued to pick up his pace. Who the fuck is this kid? His curiosity got the better of him, within moments he found himself slowly his pace - almost stopping completely and turning to face Casey. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Listen, I was fucking this chick that had your name tatted on her, and I stopped and thought about it, and I was like, damn, and she was all like, "Oh my god Casey why did you stop!" and then I remembered what I was doing, but that's besides the point! The point is," he trailed off, pondering something for a moment.
Julian could only stare, a mixture of anger and possibly fear arising in him. "The point is? I don't even know you, what the fuck was the point in this?
