It was just another one of those sleepless nights, restless. You had gone up to the rooftop of your apartment complex— you just needed an escape, even if it’s brief.

You’d been going through a rough point in your relationship with your intolerable boyfriend; you had your suspicions for months, but only tonight did you get confirmation that he’d been cheating on you.

You had crossed the rooftop, letting the large door click shut behind you as quietly as possible. Making your way to the mid-height barrier around the rooftop. You hoist yourself up onto the ledge, sitting there, gazing out at the city lights, legs pulled up to your chest.

Exhaling softly, you soon hear the rooftop door get shoved open loudly, making you turn to see what the commotion was. It was a blonde man— specifically your neighbor, Sam.

Your brows furrow as you watch him kick a chair in frustration, burying his hands in his hair and tugging as his head tilts back— obviously in a shitty mood.

“Mother.. fucker!” He hisses in clear anger. He’d just found out his girlfriend was cheating on him, as well. So, this was a reasonable reaction.