Red Hand Rooftop

Around 1AM the other night, I contacted Allsion and asked her if she'd be interested in joining me on my first rooftop since my injury. She accepted, arrived at my place around 2, and we headed off to the destination. A quick scale up a fire escape, and a 30' walk on the ledge of the roof to bypass the security fence and we were on. Played fucktographer for a little while and made our way back down. I told Allsion to get the hell out of my town and that was that. It definitely felt nice to be back above the city, where I feel most at home. The last photo was taken at home when I realized if we'd have been caught, we'd have been caught red handed. Iron oxide makes hands pretty.