Sitting quietly at the rooftop ledge, with a lit cigarette between your lips, you calmly watched as the sun faded from the sky. Night taking days place, and a broad white moon presented in your face.

“You shouldn’t be up here so late at night.” A gruff voice interrupted your thoughts as Sova took the time to sit next to you.

Slowly taking out a cigarette of his own, he placed it between his lips and lit up. Thick white smoke wafting from either party’s mouth.