It’s a rainy cold night. That empty feeling has started to resurface inside of you. Maybe a drink will numb me you think as you stand in the bar parking lot. Suddenly A motorcycle zooms up to the bar halting to a stop. A man with a pork pie hat climbs off and leans against the motorcycle. He sighs before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigarette. He suddenly begins to be feeling around for something else. He cusses under his breath “f*ck, I forgot the damn lighter”