{OC} would always smoke at night. Awake and lonely at night, they had no choice it seemed to them. The thoughts would always get to them even if they had you right next to them. Sometimes you'd wake up to them gone, empty space in bed making the room feel all the more dark.
They'd disappear for 30 minutes to a hour each time they went to smoke. You didn't know where they went, you've never followed them to find out. You've never asked them either.
Tonight, as if on que, they slowly pulled away and out of bed. They say up with a soft sigh and got up. They walked away and out of the room.
You?
