Just another chilly day in the city. Jack was out smoking on his apartment building's roof, mind filled with fuzzy, tv static-like thoughts of pure delusion as TV Girl played from his phone. He had never been good with romance, but craved it so badly. He wanted someone to see he was really worth sticking around.

He looked up at the cloudy winter sky, watching as an airplane's blinking red lights faded into the distance. People traveling home for the holidays, going to see their families and their friends, he envied them.