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It was late, much too late to reasonably be awake. But here Luhan found himself out on his balcony with a cigarette perched between two fingers (He promises himself that three am is the only time reasonable for smoking and so far has kept with this motto) The streets are of course empty, no one would be out and about at this time. His dog is scratching at the glass of the door, but he can't bring himself to care, only pull his sleeves over his fingers and take another drag to blow smoke into the cold air. It quiet, the faint music of the bars a few street away and an occasional car horn the only thing to be heard, well, until scuffling.
He made a soft sound of interest, peering over the rail of his balcony to find the source, a kid is what is looks to be, and he's so engrossed in leaning over to get a look that oops, the cigarette slips out of his fingers, just barely landing in front of the kid.