It had rained yesterday so the sky was filled with clouds, and it was a little darker than normal this morning. It was six am, and I was taking a walk with Nathaniel. The brown stray dog was following us, sticking close to Nath, and giving him excited looks. I smiled to myself, chuckling as we made it through the path to the clearing by the lake.
"We come here every day," I said, moving closer to Nath as he shrugged at my statement. We stood next to each other in silence, listening to the frogs croaking, and the sound of the dog lapping at the water.
"It's a habit," Nathaniel suddenly said, making me blink before looking over at him with a curious gaze. "Coming here is a habit," he clarified, fishing for something in his pocket. I watched him pull out a cigarette and a lighter, and soon
