Cinderblock Garden

"You alright there man? You look like death," the stranger spoke again.This time Calum suppressed his urge to look over and instead prompted his chin onto his hand, his gaze fixed onto the lit-up shelving displaying different bottles of alcohol behind the bar. "Just fuckin' peachy," he spat back, a strong edge laced into his tone."Peachy doesn't really seem like the right descriptor I'd say. Not to mention you're tense as a rock."An involuntary sigh escaped him as he finally took a look at the stranger beside him. He seemed about college-aged, with wavy, shoulder-length hair and short stubble growing on his face. He wasn't anything special or out of the ordinary for that place."What, did you come 'ere specifically to annoy me?""Nope, I'm just here to have a good time." The blond smiled at him before he took a shot of whatever drink the bartender pushed in front of him, grimacing as he did so."And your definition of a good time is readin' into everything I do like I'm some fuckin' lab subject?"The man chuckled, which only made the annoyance in the tanned man grow larger. "Well, I did get a degree from it, so I just thought I'd put it to good use. I'm Luke, by the way."