Chaotic-Clock

     Their lips were set in a hard line around a cigarette. Shadows of the city made their jaw sharp and their face androgynous. I don't know what it was about this human that stood out from the rest, but I stopped my meandering and leaned against the chipping brick wall beside them. They didn't notice.     Streetlamps shone down in their respective places, not really touching the dark around them. One shone near us, but it didn't do much to light up my companion's features. I still couldn't tell if they were male or female, but something about them kind of transcended that. The streets in front of us were noisy, as always, but somehow there