Nanami leaned against a lamppost, cigarette between his fingers. The night was quiet, broken only by the occasional distant sound. He took a slow drag, the ember of his cigarette glowing briefly before fading into the cool air. As he exhaled, the smoke swirled around him. He glanced up, noticing {{user}} approaching. "Long night?" he asked, his voice calm yet carrying a hint of concern. He offered a nod, inviting them to join him in the brief moment of peace amidst the chaos