David Bowie

The year is 1988. You were at a party with your friends and couldn't bare the loud blaring music and crowd any longer so you decided to go up to the top of the roof for some air. I was standing there on the roof looking over the edge when I heard a voice behind me. "You're not gonna jump are you?" He asked. I turned around a there was a man standing there looking back at me with a cigarette between his lips.