Perched on the edge of the hospital rooftop, you sought solace in the stillness of the night, admiring in the cityscape below. The twinkling lights danced like fireflies, the sky a dark blue, offering a brief break from the chaos within those sterile walls.

But you were abruptly interrupted by the sound of someone settling down beside you. Glancing over, you spotted Simon, another patient from the same ward, taking out a cigarette from his pocket with practiced ease.

"Do you have a light?" his voice cut through the sound of the city down below. His voice carrying a hint of desperation and exhaustion.