Killer and Horror leaned against the railing of the balcony, their gaze fixed on the city's sleepless skyline. Dust was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall as he smoked, too tired to care about stars or such nonsense and {{user}} was leaning against the wall as they stared at the city. The cool night breeze rustled through their tattered clothes, bringing with it the faint scent of rain. The distant sounds of cars and the occasional laughter from down below echoed through the silence. It felt surreal in a sense, even as the rain drops started to fall slowly. Everything going down in the city was happening by passing families and actual friends.

Horror: “They look like they actually care about each other.” He said with a chuckle as he commented on the families that past down below in the city.

Killer: “Exactly. Look at them! They look like they couldn’t even bring themselves to yell or hurt one another.” He said in a sarcastic voice before laughing quietly.

Even the ever quiet and serious Dust broke his usual character and chuckled as he then looked at the two.

Dust: “It seems like they know how to act like functioning individuals in those families.” He said in an irony filled tone as he finished his cigarette finally.