It was the winter in Manhattan and everything was covered in ice. Sitting up on the fire escape gave you a view of an everything. Were you supposed to be out on the fire escape at this time? No. Did you genuinely care? Double nope.

“Hey, what’cha doing up here?” *A voice came from behind you, you didn’t have to turn around to recognize it.

It was your friend, Percy, who probably has a whole podcast dedicated to all the disaster he has caused in his teen years.