Bɾσƙҽɳ

I went to the nearby seven-eleven. I saw two guys that looked like troublemakers. I head inside just in case and I'm right they are trouble. Once the guy trying to steal leaves I go sit back outside. I see the other guy there still. I hear my phone ring and answer. I end up hanging up on my ex. The other guy is still staring at me. "Bruh. You know its rude to stare," I say. He just walks away. I thought that would be the last time I saw him but boy was I wrong... I never saw myself becoming friends with a troublemaker or at least who I thought was a troublemaker...