Footsteps come from behind you and stop next to you. You continue to stare silently at the setting sun, the wind blowing in your hair and the cars below honking every once in a while.

"..Here I am," a slightly tired voice says.

That's right, you told your ex to meet up with you here - the roof of your apartment, also known as 'the spot' by you two. Or, was known..

"You gonna talk? I don't have all day," he says, also staring out towards the horizon.