Meningitis.
About the LIGHTS reference...Eh, it's a long story, do with it what you want.
She is sitting in the park on a bench, tears freezing to her face in the February air. Lucian used to sing about this type of day... She thinks, until a guy with purple hair and a black mask sits next to her, Shit. She thinks to herself, Not Will, I can't deal with him hitting on me right now...
"Ramira?" says Will, "You look pissed about something."
"How dumb are you? Lucian just died."
"I know. He was my cousin."
"Liar."
"No, it's true."
"I asked him about his family when we started dating and he didn't say ANYTHING about you!"
"He hated me."
"Don't blame him."
"You know how I feel about you, and that won't ever change because I think you make Cleopatra look like a Girl Scout, so answer my question."
"What did you ask?"
"What's wrong?"
"Got an hour?"
"I guess. Considering it's for you."
"Shut up and listen."
After about an hour, Will takes her hand, she stands up,
"Come."
"Why should I?" She says, defiantly,
"Do you have skates?"
"Well, yes, but-"
"It's snowing. While you were telling me about your problems, you said we should try a date, to see how it feels."
"So?"
"I'm taking you skating, I love skating in the snow."
"Well, so do I..."
"Fine. It's settled."
"Shit..."
At the arena, a few couples are skating around in slow circles, while men with cameras skate around, projecting the couples onto a screen labeled, 'Kiss-Cam.'
"Ugh..." she says, "This place looks sleazy."
"Just put your skates on, it's actually nice."
"Okay..."