If you're wondering where I got inspiration for this, I got it from a sentence in a fanfic I was reading. I was reading the line, and then BAM!! 'You look like you need it' was born!

Anyway, brief history lesson finished. Enjoy this threeshot!

Mimi stared out in front of her with a frown on her face.

She was waiting for the bus quite impatiently, tapping her foot and looking around herself. She had to get home, or Angel would kill her.

No joke.

Ever since she started to work at the Cat Scratch Club, Angel has set a curfew, and he even has rules for her! This was strange to Mimi, because she hasn't had rules since she ran away from her Mami.

Angel swore that if his rules weren't followed, that he'd call Mimi's boss and quit for her. That's how much Angel hates his friend's job. Mimi's determined not to let that happen. She wrapped her arms around herself briskly, looking down the street for any sign of a bus.

What time was it? Was she late? God, she needed a watch! She looked around herself again. Maybe there'll be a junkie or something with a watch. Scratch that, not a junkie. He/She will probably be too high to talk.

She kept looking around, until she noticed something. A small huddle was leaning against the corner of a building. Mimi, stay away. Stay away girl. Don't you even think about checking that out. Mimi told herself sternly. But even as she was telling herself this, Mimi found herself getting up, and walking towards the small huddle.

As she neared it, she found out quickly it was crying, because she heard sobbing and sniffles coming from it. And it's shoulders were shaking softly.

Who in the world...?

Maybe a junkie without smack? Some homeless runaway kid? Maybe. Only one way to find out.

If Angel was there, he'd probably be yelling at Mimi by now, but she didn't care.

She went up to it, until she was right beside it, and slightly nudged what she thought was a shoulder. The thing gasped, and looked up. She was met by the most beautiful blue-green eyes in the world. "Uh, hi. I'm Mimi. I saw y-you, and-and I wanted to check if you were o-okay. Which you probably are, and now I feel stupid for coming over...so, bye!" Mimi said, going to straighten herself up. But before she did, she felt a grip on her forearm. She looked down, and was met by two pleading eyes.

"No, p-please s-stay." And that was all Mimi needed.

"Okay." Mimi kneeled again near the man, and looked at him. He was wreak. His dirty blond hair was dirty and ruffled, he had dried tear stains, and old tracks on his arms. Mimi couldn't help but wonder what the hell happened to this guy.

"So, why are you here?" Mimi asked, hoping her question wouldn't make the man cry. "I-I...My girlfriend is d-dead, and I r-ran away from my r-r-roommate. He's t-trying to convince me to stop t-taking drugs. I-I know h-he's right, but I-I'm not strong e-enough." He said, sounding heartbroken. Mimi's heart broke as he heard his story. Poor guy...I'm going to help. Mimi thought decidedly.

"Hey, I'm trying to figure something out here. Can you tell me how long you've been out here?" Mimi asked, sitting cross-legged in front of the man, getting an idea. It probably won't work, but it's worth the shot...

"2-2 days." He answered. "2 days? Wow, that's a lot man. I tried to live on the streets once, and I only lasted 1 day." Okay, it wasn't actually true, in fact she's lasted a week on the streets, but she wasn't going to put him down.

"R-Really?" the man asked, looking at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "Yeah. You must be strong, if you defeat me." Mimi said with a grin. The man attempted the grin as well, but it didn't work out very well. Turned out to be more of a grimace.

"I guess."

"Do you want to know what I think about this?" Mimi asked, standing up. The man looked up at her, as if she was a Goddess. "I think you should go back to your roommate, and follow his advice. I think you should give up the drugs, because you're better off without them." Mimi said with a smile, and held out her hand. The man took it, and he stood up.

"You're right. I-I'm strong." The man said. "Yeah." Mimi said brightly. The man then smiled at her, an honest to goodness smile. Mimi smiled back, until she heard tires screeching. She turned, and there was the bus. A couple people were getting off.

"Oh! I have to go!" Mimi cried, letting go of the junkie's hand. Mimi could've swore she saw the man's smile drop a little when she did so, but maybe it was just her imagination. She ran towards the bus. "Wait! Wait!" she cried. Thankfully, she made it the bus door just before it closed. "Oh hey Mimi." The bus driver said. It was an old man, who Mimi talked to whenever the bus was empty as she made her way home.

"Hey, Bert. Can you wait one second? I gotta do something quick!" Mimi cried, looking at the bus driver. The man sighed, "Fine. But 2 minutes only!" he warned. Mimi grinned, and put her stuff on the floor. She turned back, to see that the man was where he was before, staring at her. She quickly ran over to him, and before he could say anything, she gave him a hug.

After a second of hugging, the man finally hugged back. Mimi sighed into the man's chest. Even though she was going to be late for Angel's, she got to help someone tonight.

"Mimi! I'm leaving if you don't get here right now!" the bus driver suddenly called. Mimi gasped and pulled away.

"Okay, um I have to go. See yah around." Mimi said with a smile. "Why did you hug me?" he asked, feeling reluctant to let her go. "You look liked you needed it." Mimi said with a shrug, and she ran for the bus.

R&R