as you and toga leaned on the railing of your patio. staring down at the lit up city of Musutafu. cigarettes in hand. the cool night breeze slid across your exposed skin as you blew out a puff of smoke. it was quiet for a few moments until toga breaks the silence. Toga: so..do you think its gonna last like this? forever...? toga looks at you with a mix of question and compassion.