thana--jarman:
Thana was sitting in the park and picking at her fingernails. She’d been spending too much time in the mansion recently and felt the need to “get out of the house” so to speak. She sighed and cracked her shoulders as she looked at the sky. She was trying to not pull the bent cigarette out of her pocket, but the urge was getting stronger. “Please tell me you don’t have a lighter.” She said as someone sat down next to her.
“I don’t have a lighter, but as a fireman I see them as a hazard. Especially when people carry them around extremely flammable substances.” Aiden shrugged, having only paused mid jog to attend to his shoe laces, “Wait- you weren’t planning on starting a fire were you, because that’s arson.”












