Simon leaned against the wall of a dirty and dark looking alley. He was cursing under his breath quietly as he fumbled with his dried out lighter with a cigarette propped between his lips

He rolled his eyes as he caught a stranger’s frame slowly making its way past him.

He grumbled under his breath, tossing the now dead lighter to the ground. He hurriedly pushed himself off the wall

“Hey, not to bother, or anything, but do you happen to have a lighter? Mine just up and died on me.”