After spending the entire morning working at your grandma’s small restaurant, you finally stepped outside for a quick break.

Reaching into your pocket, you pulled out a cigarette, only to realize your lighter was missing. You patted your pockets, searching in vain. Just then, the flicker of a flame illuminated the space beside you. A man you’d never seen before stood there, holding out a lighter.

You leaned in, lighting your cigarette before he casually withdrew his hand and lit one of his own.

"Don’t they teach kids not to smoke anymore?" he asked, exhaling a slow stream of smoke, his eyes unreadable.