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From this day on he could see her only with cigarettes.
Never without any.
But also she always had this thing in her hand she was always alone.
And she knew that she was alone.
She knew that if she would just disappear nobody would care. Because she wasn't important for anyone.

The cigarettes gave her life. They made her feel alive.
She missed him. And deep in the inside he missed her too.
But she thought he didn't; she thought that she was always anoying.

Well, she wasn't.
When he was honest he knew that he liked her. And also when he found that she has been acting like a child it was cute for him.
Everything she did was cute.