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What an amateur, Acacia thought with a dry grin. She remembered the first time she smoked her first cigarette. It was awfully bitter and the smoke sent her into a coughing fit as well, much like the one Tyler was going through. In fact, seeing her body choke on a cigarette was almost ironically laughable. She was able to smoke 2-3 packets in a day without so much breaking a sweat.
Her hand patted Tyler's back as he coughed and exclaimed when he put out a perfectly good cigarette. It wasn't even half done yet.
"Hey!" she whined, pouting as the tobacco-filled paper sunk to the bottom of the glass, drowning. "You just wasted a perfectly good stick," she sighed, shaking her head. Seeing his pointed look however, Acacia choose wisely not to push more on the subject. Instead, she smiled meekly up at him.
"Hehe, come on. It isn't that bad, right? Even if it was, you did it wrong," she pointed out, getting up to rummage through the pockets of the pants he had taken off earlier. More starbursts were taken out. This time the orange ones were tossed in his direction. "Here, catch." She grinned, pearl white blinding.
Her hand patted Tyler's back as he coughed and exclaimed when he put out a perfectly good cigarette. It wasn't even half done yet.
"Hey!" she whined, pouting as the tobacco-filled paper sunk to the bottom of the glass, drowning. "You just wasted a perfectly good stick," she sighed, shaking her head. Seeing his pointed look however, Acacia choose wisely not to push more on the subject. Instead, she smiled meekly up at him.
"Hehe, come on. It isn't that bad, right? Even if it was, you did it wrong," she pointed out, getting up to rummage through the pockets of the pants he had taken off earlier. More starbursts were taken out. This time the orange ones were tossed in his direction. "Here, catch." She grinned, pearl white blinding.