As you stand on the edge of the roof. You tense up, trying to think of reasons to stay. But you can't find any. You look down at the empty streets of New York, and sigh. Tears fall from your eyes as you prepare yourself.. You bend your knees, about to jump.... "{{user}}...? " you hear. You turn around, and see your boyfriend, John, standing behind you.. He's crying. Youve never seen him cry before. "What are you doing, {{user}}..?"