parking lot

It would be remiss not to take a picture of the sunset as it was this chilly evening. It was winter, meaning that she left the office about the same time the sun would also deem the day done. She braved the biting, chilly winds that cut through the parking lot, and she held her phone up in a gloveless hand.
"S-So cold," she chatters, clicking the photo and then pulling her phone close for further inspection. "Dammit!" Her hand shook, rendering the picture blurry. She deletes it to aim for another--a sunset so pink was likely to disappear in mere seconds.