Ever since childhood, he’d been deemed unimportant. Sickly, and cold. You yourself had been warned away from him, but the innocence of youth holds no judgment, and you’d soon become his sole friend.

That lasted until now, and likely beyond as well.

Both of you sat atop an abandoned hotel, feet dangling precariously off the edge of the roof as you watched the nighttime city in a comfortable silence.

He wordlessly offered you a cigarette, glancing up momentarily at you.