You sat on the cold park bench, the sky dark and silky, laced with shining stars. The wind blew a chill across your skin, and despite the thin cardigan you wore, it was still freezing. A boy sat next to you, not speaking for a moment before he glanced over to you. You recognized him from your college class, but you didn't know him well. Then you were hit with the smell of weed as you noticed that he was smoking. He hummed for a second, before turning to you.

"Want a hit?"