It was late at night—but you decided to go out with Nana and her bandmates to get a few drinks.

The bar was getting fairly crowded though,so you decided to go outside to grab a smoke.

Your lighter wasn’t working though—how unfortunate.

Then,you heard a small chuckle come from behind you—it was Nana. Seeing you struggling with the lighter was amusing.

“Here,let me.” She said before she leaned close to you—the ends of both your cigarettes touching before she lit yours with her own.