i smoke to die. // djh + pml

six / / smoking kills you.

people think there's a choice between smoking and immortality, but we all have to die of something.

Dan

me and troye are going to school, i stayed at his house last night, and he let me borrow some clothes.

"dan, why did you want to go to school early?"

"because i go do something before i actually enter"

"you still smoke?"

i nod, guilty.

"dan! i thought you quit!"

"i did, but i started again since you left"

"well i'm here now so you can quit again."

"i can't really now, it's a habit to take one every morning"

"well i'm telling you to stop! what if phil doesn't like smokers?"

"why would i care, i like smoking, plus it's not like he's gonna like me ever"

"well what happens if one day he kisses you and he thinks your breath smells like cigarettes, which it most likely will, and he doesn't like it and never wants to kiss you again"

"well then it's his loss"  i reply chuckling a bit.

"his or yours?"

"doesn't matter"

"but it does!"

"not really"

"fine, you know i have two classes with phil right?"

"WHAT?!"

"so i'm gonna talk to him, get to know him, and when you guys are closer i'll ask him if he likes you"

"troye! that's not fair"

"hey that's my job as a best friend, i'll be your wing man"

"troye, stop embarrassing yourself"

"the only embarrassed one here is gonna be you when you find out phil doesn't like smokers, no one does dan"

"so what? when have i ever cared?"

"well if you don't tell him that you smoke or ask him what he thinks about smokers then i'll do it myself"

"troye!"

"dan!"

i roll my eyes and sigh in defeat. "fine, i'll tell him, BUT, not right now, whenever we're closer.. IF we get closer.."

troye smiles and starts jumping "thanks dan"

"hey troye?"

"yeah?"

"i forgot to ask, but, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"