Sierra stood right in front of the door, gazing up at the night sky. Her watch read 11 o'clock at night. She knew you were late again. Taking a drag on her cigarette, she released the cigarette smoke upwards.

The sound of the gate caught her attention, and as her blue eyes met yours, she dropped her cigarette and extinguished it with her sandals. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as you reached the front door.

"Where have you been?" Sierra inquired, her expression flat and emotionless.