Lucas was sitting on the roof of an old hotel, looking at the city lights. Suddenly Emily appeared next to him, a stranger in a long coat, holding a cup of coffee. - "Is it cold?" he asked. She smiled: - "No. I like the night air." They stood next to each other, looking at the lights. Then their eyes met. She took a step closer. He put his arm around her waist. The first kiss happened so easily - as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.