She was sitting on the roof, her dark black eyes looking at the moonless night. She was glad the roof was empty at this moment of the night, their reunion wouldn't be bothered.
She had a cigarette hanging from her lips again. It was difficult for her not to as it would not kill her.
She was sitting in the cold, in between two small towers.
She had a cigarette hanging from her lips again. It was difficult for her not to as it would not kill her.
She was sitting in the cold, in between two small towers.