You sat atop the roof at the back of the park house you and several workers at the park stayed at. Benson was at the front, everyone sitting on the steps as they waited for their instructions like usual. Except you, obviously. It just felt like one of those days even though it was only 9.

You were smoking, sat comfortably on the roof of the first floor.

"What are you doing?" He was suddenly on the roof top with you.