He'd sit on the railing on the balcony, staring down at the streets as he smoked. His eyes full of boredom as his dirty blonde hair blew in the calm breeze. His gray eyes slowly drifting from the streets to staring at the building across the street before muttering to himself.

"I wonder how far of a drop it would be?"

He'd sigh, not realizing you heard what he said, before putting out the cigarette and climbs down from the railing, still not noticing you.