Playing With Fire

She opens the door and walks out onto the roof. It is lightly misting. She looks out and sees someone leaning against the railing. She walks up beside him. “Hi” he mumbled. She notices he is eating a poptart. “Hey…what are you doing up here?” she asked. “…eating a poptart…” he said back. “I mean why are you up here” she said slightly annoyed. “I don’t know…I like eating my poptarts while looking out on the skyline”. He had been looking out on the misty skyline ever since she got onto the roof. She turned towards the skyline as well. After a couple seconds she turns towards him again and says, “Are you enjoying the party?”. As he put another piece of poptart in his mouth he said, “I mean this poptart is pretty good”. She doesn’t bother asking him anything else. A few seconds later he asks, “Why are you up here?”. “I needed some fresh air…I guess” she says after thinking for a couple seconds. “Are you enjoying the party?” he asks her. She turns towards the skyline again, “Yeah…I’m having fun…can I have some?” He takes the last piece of poptart out of the wrapper and hands it to her. She puts the piece in her mouth. Strawberry. They stand there on the misty roof in silence for a couple more minutes. “I’m going to head back inside” she says. He doesn’t say anything. She walks to the door and looks back at him for a couple seconds. Waiting. He continues to stare at the skyline.