She was such a hipster it would have been painful if he gave a damn. Gavin wore a torn up light weight sweatshirt and torn black jeans like a grudge kid of the 90's. He was in no place to talk about fashion but really he was just dirt poor.

"Hey." he looked her over with a smile and another drag of his smoke. She was so damn hot but her face was also cute as hell. "Hows it going?"