Flowers in the alley

A mist of rain falls to the ground as Casey debates if he wants to show up to work, but after a bit of staring at the rain he decides to get up to head out to work. As he picks up his umbrella he says to himself "on days like this, I just want to stay home and be at peace". Casey puts a wooly hat over his black ruffled hair as he steps outside, and opens his umbrella. He begins to walk with his head down listening to music in his airpods. Until he bumps into this tall man that looks as if he is six feet, and three inches with dark brown locs, and deep dark brown eyes that feels like he was staring into his soul. The man has bags under his eye like he hasn't slept in days with tattoos trailing down his  neck, and arms. "oh! I'm so sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was going!". The man looks down at him with a blank stare "hmm..it's fine.". Casey quickly runs past him as the man watches him run by in a panic. Casey sprints to the local bar in which he works. He picks up his apron as he walks to the front tying the apron around his neck. The bar wasn't really packed during the day so Casey just waited around for a bit until people started to come in. It was around noon when the bar started to become crowded with a bunch of people but, there was one person that Casey noticed even though there were plenty of people there. It was that guy he bumped into earlier but he was all dressed up in a suit and had a briefcase in his hand.