I was still looking at myself in wonder, amazement, and fear when I heard a nasal voice call, “Hey you!”Note to self: Next time someone does that, don’t act like you’re the guilty one, just don’t respond. Next time.Because this time, I looked up and to the right, in the direction of the voice. Shit.”Yeah, you! Who are you? Where did you come from?”Walking towards me was a guy who looked, well … my age now? He had black, flowing hair that was wavy in a way that bounced as he walked quickly towards me. He was a head shorter than me and his smooth face showed some sort of emotional mix I couldn’t quite place. Anger? Curiosity? Pissed-off’edness? He was wearing a dark forest green open vest with nothing underneath it, but the hems were extremely frayed to the point they looked like a lining of fur. There were no sleeves. His pants were impossibly tight and an even darker green, while he was also barefoot.He was lean but more muscular than I, a stereotypical twunk, and his partially exposed body was smooth.
