Snippet #2442545

Glenn, slightly agitated by the sudden sound that got screeching to his ears, he turned around and tried unblurring his vision when looking at the girl that called him, more like some nickname. He closed his eyes for a second to sigh, hoping the headache he had would subside any moment, but sadly it wouldn't.
Great. He thought to himself, as he turned to the girl that had drawn his attention. Usually he wouldn't reject the offer, but he really wasn't in the mood as his splitting headache and shaking hands were getting to him. Once again, he let out a sigh and rethought his decision: Maybe it was a good idea to get some fresh air, and turn to the girl. Honestly, he tried avoiding all social contact, but for once again: You couldn't be on your own forever. So, after all, he shrugged.
"Why the hell not? I'm in the worst mood ever, but why would you care. Let's get a smoke." He answered with a cracking voice, since he haven't cleared his throat yet after waking up.

Glenn observed the girl. She was skinny, and not the tallest, but she was pretty. Pretty, not too stiff and probably not too shy. When he tried to hide his shaking hands by putting them in his pockets as long as possible, the walk to the garden seemed longer than ever since the silence didn't brought up any conversation between the two.
"Strangerdanger." Glenn muttered bluntly while dragging out a cigarette out of his pack he had been sticking in the pockets of his jeans all night, as he fell asleep with pants on and never changed them after getting out of bed. He couldn't be bothered, too.

"You seem to like strangers, don't you?" Glenn said, and lit his cigarette, getting a drag of it and exhaling the smoke with chin raised. He had been cussed at for not wearing a shirt and was threatened to cigarette hold, but when he promised this was the last time walking barechested, they just let go the subject and left him smoking. However, the woman that attended them, was quietly listening to their conversation and it bugged Glenn.
"Having fun eavesdropping?" He fired directly at the woman, making her at a slight unease. She probably was a trainee, since she still was wearing that stupid nametag of her and even that bugged him.
"I swear to god. Can't I just have a smoke without being watched?" Glenn said to himself, turning back to the girl he still didn't know the name of. Maybe he could be bothered asking her.