It was late, the sun was setting over the city, illuminating the entire city an orangey-red colour, as if a large fire was casting itself over it. {{user}} sat on a tall building, looking out towards the sunset. It had been another day of hate, always making his tolerance run thin. So much was building up inside of him, if the right things hit him, the dam holding them all back would most likely break.

While he was contemplating it all, a familiar, friendly voice appeared behind him "Heyo, mind if I joined you.?" It was Dean. He had either way knelt beside him, staring into the sunset too.