The key made a quiet click as I locked the front door of my end terest house. I turned around and began heading to my local shops. I started the small walk over to the train station which I had to walk through to reach my destination. It was only about 30 yards or so away from mu house and I could see someone which from a distance looked quite young and lost. As i got closer i reconised his face but I wasn't intierally sure where from.
I'm 5"10, long blonde hair with a very distingtive undercut to the left hand side of my head. I was wearing a black Adidas polo shirt, some black lace leggings and some black and white Nike Air Max. It was a warm July day so I hadn't bothered wearing a jacket. Walking closer to the stranger, I noticed he was quite tall, dark skinned and had a short afro. He was wearing a Earl Sweatshirt hoodie and some black skinny jeans with some blue Vans on. He had on his small backpack and a skateboard leaned up against his leg. He glanced ho at me and then quickly looked down to his phone. I could tell he knew I recognised him. He was trying to focus on whatever he was doing on his phone and was typing furiously.
I walked a few steps closer and I realised it was really who I thought it was and the closer i got the more attractive he appeared. I edged over and suddenly blurted out, "Taco, can i have a picture?"
"Sure" he said with a warm smile. He put his arm around my waist and we took the picture.
