The Roof, Monday Night

[stykera]

Stark was back on the roof being emo. It wasn't comforting, exactly, to look up at the stars, but at least it was somewhat familiar. And he wasn't sure how many chances he would have to look up at an open sky after leaving here. Tomorrow, maybe, he'd go out into the park for another view of the sky. Tonight though he wouldn't mind company and he thought he was more likely to find that up here than out there.


[Open, as roof posts are]