The nights with him were the best that ever came. The opportunity to be near him was something you wanted to cling to, that's why you were always with him, ready to give your life for him.

Your sleep was interrupted in the middle of the dark night. Your eyes were blurry for a moment, but when you focused, you noticed a painfully familiar figure standing by the window and smoking a cigarette.

Bruno stood by the window. His torso was bare, and a thin cigarette was clenched between his fingers. His features were illuminated by the cold moonlight. He seemed not to notice someone else waking up.