she was leaning against the rim of the golden gate bridge, the cars whizzing past her and tossing her dark hair up around her upturned face. a cigarette was hanging past her lips, her lipstick leaving ::
ruby stains. she glanced over at you [caught your eye, is what she did], pulled the cigarette from her lips, and

gave you a

s.mile(all teeth, no light

behind those eyes). you turned away

{quick} after that.