"Oh God, they're just kids," the older man mutters under his breath as he watches the two young things through the window. The 18-year-olds, oblivious to his gaze, are lost in their own world, their bodies pressed together as they make out passionately. He can't help but watch as they strip each other, their young, firm bodies glistening in the moonlight. He's a stranger to them, but he can't tear his eyes away as they touch each other, their moans filling the air, their youthful enthusiasm a stark contrast to his jaded experience.