“…see the moon last night?” BT grabbed his right ankle with his left hand and jumped through the resulting hoop. “the hell is that?” mario looked incredulous as he rubbed his knuckle into his eye. “you see the moon last night?” mario held out a cigarette and continued rubbing his eye. “yeah. so…” BT jumped though his hoop again then reached for the cigarette. “it was a waning crescent. it always seems sad to me. like when your mom closed the door after putting you to bed. that last little glimmer of light.” BT raised an eyebrow. “i always think it looks like my toenail after i cut it.” he took a deep drag from the cigarette, “it’s just a moon, dude. just always out there hanging out. it’s not your god damn mom.” mario smirked, “i just prefer it when it’s full. i like to know it’s there.” BT picked up a rock and threw it against what remained of a wooden fence. “well, whether it’s there or not – i doubt it cares too much about you.” mario slowly stood and walked over to the fence. he ducked through the missing pickets and walked to the edge of the quarry. BT slowly followed and saw mario staring into the void. mario turned to BT, “thanks for being my friend.” then he slowly turned back to the empty space and let gravity pull him in. BT took a drag and thought of how mario had all their cigarettes.