He needed one again, ripping the package out from his pocket, lighting it, sucking the smoke all the way down his throat, to his lungs. he opened the window, blowing out the smoke. “Oh god, I needed that!” he sighed, taking another deep suck on it. filling his lungs with the intoxicating gas. he knew he shouldn’t smoke, but it just calmed him down so much after a hard day of work. first he had only tried it for fun, but now, it had become an addiction. as he heard a knock he threw out the cigarette from the window, and spraying deodorant in the room, opening the door smiling. Hmm?, ah what do you want here?”
Yuriko coughed at the heavily sprayed deodorant. “You’re smiling, and it smells awfully like you’re trying to cover up a dying animal. Maybe this isn’t the place of Ichinose Tokiya. My mistake,” she retorted sardonically before returning to her natural nonchalant tone. “Anyways, it’s not my business whatever you do. It’s your life, but I have that CD you wanted and some sandwiches I made back at my mother’s bento shop for Labor Thanksgiving Day since I forgot to give you some.” The tall brunette handed over the bag she was holding in her left hand. “I guess I should be going then,” Yuriko noted to excuse herself after a slightly awkward silence passed.
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