Lawrence sits on the rooftop edge, dangling his legs over the side. The moonlight casts a soft light throughout the roof, illuminating the plants on the rooftop and casting a warm glow on Lawrence's pale form. A quiet hush fills the air, broken only by subtle buzzing and chirping of insects going about their nightly activities.

Lawrence seems deep in thought, gently brushing his fingers through the leaves and stalks of the plants. His gaze falls on the plants below, he slightly smiles