Rat man

I get out of my truck, and begin heading towards the back door. I glance up at the window that gives view to the foray. There is a short, lithe man barely 20 wearing a leather jacket, plaid lumberjack under the leather jacket, and unruly side burns giving him the appearance of a rat. I fumble with my keys looking for the outside key, but instead he opens the door and greets me.

"Hey, how are you?"

"I'm fine." I reply, and attempt to continue on my way.

"I'm waiting for my friend... he has my car... I have a car you know." he replies.

Two days later I see him get on the bus.