"You're so busy Don't you have time for a break?"
The alien gave you a smile as he opened his bag and started to put his gear inside.
"Crime never sleeps, so I must be on call whenever I'm needed."
Ever since your friend Ben had introduced you to Rook you had been smitten. He was so polite, a quality that most boys your age seemed to lack. Not to mention good looking; tall with enchanting orange eyes. You two had become friends over the past few months.
"You sure?" You asked disappointed. He always took his work seriously.
"We're here together right now," Rook said. "I guess this counts as hanging out."
"Need help with your stuff?" You asked.
"Thanks." You went over next to Rook and gingerly started to put the weapons in his backpack. You glanced at them as you placed them in the bag, silver with strange writing that you could not understand. After a short while, you had noticed that you and Rook were standing directly next to each other. You grabbed for another tool exactl