You were in New York two years ago, it was winter, and you were outside the subway station, needing to a cigarette after missing your train and to let loose a little, after a hard day. But thanks to your luck, you didn’t have a lighter. All of a sudden you heard a voice.

There stood a tall, devilishly handsome man with a suitcase in one hand and the other extended out to you and holding a lighter.

??: “Here…”

Once you took the lighter and lit your cigarette, you thanked him and talked a bit. After a couple minutes of talking, his train arrived and he had to leave.

The man left, and you didn’t think much about it till you realized you still had his lighter. You’ve tried looking for him for the past two years, and after some time finally found him, agreed to meet up to catch up, and to give back his lighter.