He's tired of this dream, the one where he ends up on the beach. Where things are made to seem easier. The realization that it's all a lie makes it that much more painful, and all he wants to do is walk home with the sand in his shoes. His place is amidst the skyscrapers, waiting on the ledge for all the things he ever wanted. A reminder of all the things he'll never be

When he hears his name, he shakes his head. Eyes closed, he didn't want to do this the first time. And he doesn't want to do it the second. But he's here, and all he has to wake up to, is his next shift.

So he's the one who turns, because he has nothing left to loose. "What?"