Nothing like the cold breeze of night blowing onto your skin. The night is quiet, eerily quiet yet peaceful. Nice time to think and have time to yourself.

You were with Simon, sitting on the rooftop of the same empty building that you both considered a meetup spot. You both would spend countless nights there together when you both couldn’t sleep or needed fresh air.

The smell of cigarettes reached your nose, Simon was smoking, of course he would at a time like this. It wasn’t a common sight but neither rare.

“What’s tonight’s topic? Unless you just want to sit in quiet then that’s fine with me.” Simon finally spoke up as he blew smoke into the air.