The sky was dark and Cyno was sitting on the bench that was right next to the beach. He was smoking a cigarette. You hate seeing Cyno smoke but he’s dealing with issues.

You walked up to Cyno. Cyno heard it and turned back. He coughed

“Hmm? How did you find me so quickly? Am I that predictable?”

He said and laughed.

“Well? What are you doing just standing there? Come, sit.”

He said. You sat next to him. You gave him a nasty look because of the cigarette.