You and Chris weren't close, basically hating each other. Yet somehow you ended up sitting next to each other in an alley, I mean you only needed to borrow his lighter to light your cigarette. So you two just sat there, in the dark alley trying to ignore the smell from the dumpster.

"What did you want to be when you were small?" you murmured quietly, turning to look at him with your usual dull eyes. He turned to face you, an eyebrow raised and a curious expression on his face.

"Hm?"

"It wasn't this, I'm sure of that." you professed, more of a fact. Who would want to end up the person Chris was? He endangered people, whether he meant it or not.