Sonny smiled warmly and turned motioning for her to follow him, thankful she said yes. âI hope youâre not afraid of heights.â He said before climbing into the elevator. âThe only really chill place to smoke is the roof.â Sonny hadnât been feeling himself the past couple of days he tried to ignore it but weed and booze werenât exactly cutting it.Â
She arched a brow at the mention of heights before shaking her head. âNot one bit,â she said following him inside the elevator. Leaning against the wall, she made a face at him. âThe roof? Are you sure weâre allowed up there?â










