The pair of vigilantes hung out at a park, next to a river as they watched the sunset.. At least you did, because Jason was too busy watching the colors of the sky reflecting on your beautiful face..

Smoking a cigarette, he watched you pull out one of your own and rest it between your lips while searching your pockets for your lighter..

"Tsk.." He looked over at you, taking your face in his scarred hands and slowly touching the tip of his lit cigarette with yours..