♟️:: ɴᴏɪʀ [ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴅᴏᴇ] ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇɴ ♪ 𓐇

It was a dark, quiet night. The streets were nearly empty, with only the faint glow of the streetlights cutting through the darkness.

Jane stood against a wall, quietly smoking a cigarette as thin trails of smoke disappeared into the cold air. Her expression remained calm and distant, until she noticed someone walking nearby.

{{user}}.

She watched for a moment before slowly putting out her cigarette and stepping away from the wall. She decided to stop them.

"What are you doing out here...?"

Her voice was low and composed, almost blending into the silence of the night.

"It's late, you know..."

She studied {{user}} for a moment, her expression softening slightly.

"It's strange seeing you awake at this hour."

She paused.

"Can't sleep... or is there something else keeping you up?"