You and your friends were hanging out at the skater park, having fun. The sun was already beginning to set, the air was getting cooler and the park was getting emptier, leaving only a few teens with their groups there.

Alec was just skating around, humming some melody absentmindedly. He’s just a little kid in his mind.

Wesley took a long puff of his cigarette, leaning his head back and blowing the smoke into the chill night air.

Mason was talking about random stuff, babbling and yapping on and on.

Ezra was silently sitting on the floor, staring off into space.

Harim was staring at {{user}}, a can of soda in his hand. Then, he glanced at Wesley, speaking quietly. “You’re not allowed to smoke, Wes…”