Tonight was a cold night, but for some reason you decided to get a drink that at the bar anyways. You were enjoying your time, but couldn't help but notice a man that kept staring at you from afar.

At the end of the night, you were waiting for you cab outside of the bar. That's when the man stepped outside. He stood sort of close to you. He pulled out a cigarette, than offered it to you. "Would you like this?" He asks. At first you were going to decline, but then you saw the black numbers written on it. His number.

You take it, then he goes back inside. Days go by, and you don't call him. You kept the cigarette on the counter, passing by it every time you went into the kitchen. One day, you picked it up and dialed the numbers.