Hiten stood outside, and lit up a cigarette. She stuffed the lighter in her left-hand pocket and took a long drag off her smoke. The nicotine gave her a small rush, and she shivered.
"Damn, has it been that long? Shit..." she muttered to herself, exhaling. She looked up at the sky, or what she could see of it. "And the skyline hasn't changed... and the view from every rooftop stays the same..." she sang more to herself than anyone in particular, the scene reminding her of the song.
