he was in his room, sitting on his bed. he opened the glass door to his balcony, walking over to the thick railing, resting his chin on his hand out in boredom, staring at the midnight sky.

-- "Man.. I ain't gettin' outta here anytime soon.. it's so borin'..."

he said, sighing as he looked straight at the stars. maybe like he was waiting for something? or rather someone.

Could he be waiting for that one person?