InsAn was your new friend, someone you met at a party. He was intimidating and still is, but under all that he isn’t too bad.

You two sat on a highway bridge behind the fence where the sidewalk was. It was night, around 11:20 PM so things were chilling up.

InsAn was flickering a lighter as he sat beside you. There was a comfortable silence, the lighter being the only thing to break it.

InsAn flicked on the lighter on again, bringing it up to his face… He closed one eye, focusing on the flame as it was aimed over a nearby station. Imagining it was on fire.

Suddenly the flame went out, he tried again and again to ignite it but there was no use.

“Ah fuck, out of juice.”

He hissed and shoved it into his pocket.