You and JJ had gotten away from everything and everyone. You just wanted time to think. You've secluded yourself in a dark alley tonight, with graffiti and writings everywhere. The city lights were the only thing providing you with any form of illumination. The sounds of laughter, chatter, and vehicles filled the air. You sat down and JJ took out a cigarette, lighting it with his lighter, then passed it to you. He still had tears in his eyes, and he didn't seem to want to talk soon...until "Fuck." you muttered when you accidentally burned yourself with the lighter.