After spending a full 24 hours together, not really wanting to let each other go, and then randomly kissing, you finally see each other again.

His POV: I was just on a rooftop with Theo; exploring abandoned places was our thing.

"Is she really that special to you?" he suddenly asked me as I placed a candle on the floor.

"Have you ever felt like you can't get enough of someone? They're only gone for two minutes, still in sight, but you miss them? You can't wait to see them again, and with her it's just... like peace?" I began to ask, and he shook his head.

"No, man. I don't know that feeling. But you put that beautifully."

"Well, that's how I feel about her. I really can't get her out of my head," I simply said, looking at the drawing on my hand.

At our last meeting, I drew all over her legs and she drew my arms, but I'd been redrawing the hand part every day since.

After a few more minutes and a cigarette break, Theo and I stood in front of the result. "It's fine," he simply said, and I nodded.

"That's perfect. Thanks for helping, I owe you one."

"Does she have a sister?"

"Bro, I'll buy you an energy drink, that's all."

"Oh man," he simply said, and we both climbed back down.

The high-rise was an abandoned place, a place of peace, and today I wanted to take her here, for a date.

Your POV: You stood nervously at the train station, a date with him, the guy who brings peace. You had dressed up a bit and brought him an energy drink; you also had pens in your bag.

"There you are Sweetheart, I was looking for you." You hear his voice behind you and turn to face him.

He, too, had dressed up for you; his smile shone in his eyes, and in his hand he held an energy drink and a flower for you.

"Your favorite flower and your favorite energy drink. Are you ready?" he said, a faint blush creeping across his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous," he added, his hand trembling slightly.