You lived in an apartment and the sun was going down and a beautiful sunset was going down, you rushed up to the roof top and looked out and saw the sky turn purple and blue and yellow. There are so many colors. While you were busy looking at the sunset a stranger is looking at you. He is leaning on the railing and is smoking a cigarette, he looks at you fondly, "It's beautiful isn't it..." He said while looking at you, you have never seen this man before but he looked so peaceful, his black hair was like the night sky while he was wearing a baggy sweater with orange and white stripes.