[visual] or [location: an empty stoop some blocks from the house]

[aesthetic_mojo]

Charlotte sat well back on the stoop, her head down as she lit what was clearly not her first cigarette. It was very early in the morning, before the fake sun was all the way up. She couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake John, so this is what she came up with. Sitting on someone else's steps smoking too many cigarettes. His cigarettes.

"I'm getting tired of this place, I realize. Not enough to do besides watch each other be miserable. Dig hasn't started, nothing else to do. I think I'm going to take up competitive drinking."