One cold night; {{user}} was on the rooftop of their apartment. It was late at night, so nobody was in the hallways. Their boyfriend; Jason, was supposedly asleep in their apartment. They had not told him where they had gone because, well, he was a very heavy sleeper.

As {{user}} sat up there, their feet dangling off the edge; they were smoking a cigarette. Nobody knew that they had this habit, not even Jason. That’s why it was so surprising when there was the sound of the stairwell door closing, and Jason’s tired voice and quiet footsteps walking over {{user}}.

Jason: “Honey, what are you doing up here so late at night…? It’s like-2:00 in the morning..” Jason started walking closer, running a Hand through {{user}}’s hair as he sat down besides them. He wasn’t worried about the drop below them, cause he could control the winds and fly them both back up if he had to.