It was like any other winter morning after the Sunday everyone left to spend Christmas vacation with their families. The snow always laid peacefully, basking in the slight rays sunlight. The familiar red brick clock tower stood in its colossal aged glory over looking the campus. Everything from the tranquil silence, to the freezing touch of Jack Frost was usual for the winter morning after the Sunday everyone left. Nothing was out of the ordinary, just the same world occupying the same space as usual. Sitting on the top of the bleachers in the balcony that peered down at the pool, sat Lance leaning against the cool brick wall. Her eyes pasted to the bare ceiling above her. As if mesmerize into a deep trance, her thoughts were lost in their own little world. Her hands rested in the pockets of her khaki cargo pants, where her lighter and a pack of generic cigarettes were stored. Inside the pool area, everything was peaceful silence besides the calming swishing sound the water made frequently. The pool area was Lance's own private sanctuary and her winter home when Christmas vacation arrived. Lance took out her lighter and pack of generic cigarettes without her eyes leaving the ceiling. She let out a slight sigh then looked at the objects in her hands. "I probably should quit but damn isn't it challenging." with a faint chuckle, Lance pulled a cigarette out of the pack then put the pack back into her pocket. She placed the tobacco between her lips and then lit the tobacco with her lighter. With one motion, she stored the lighter back into her other pocket. She took a small drag of the cigarette before blowing its smoke upwards.