NEW YORK, SOON TO BE 5PM, RAINY, COLD WEATHER... ALREADY DARK AT 4:30PM.

Charles was sitting in the bus, waiting for the time to set its point so he can get driving. He sighed and looked at his clock... 4:53... He leaves at 4:58... Can time just hurry up? He growled softly and got out of the bus and lit up a cigarette.