#pikarya

It was about mid-afternoon, and Dragomir had nowhere else to be. Usually, he’d stay in his apartment, working on some projects that he liked to mess around with- but his shit roommate was there fussing about her non-existent boyfriend so it was nearly impossible to get anything done there.

Rolling his eyes, he dug into his coat pocket and retrieved a lighter. It would be a good time to grab a cigarette, and relax. His roommate would be leaving in about an hour, so it gave him plenty of time to think about his life problems. Oh how he loved New York. 

Scanning the crowd, his eyes were fixated on a short, asian boy. Dragomir grinned to himself, watching as the boy stopped near him.