The One With The Cigarettes (feat. masky, not chandler bing)

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"Slenderman, concerned for Masky's health (more specifically his lungs) ordered Masky to stop smoking. Because he's the loyal proxy he is, he attempted to do so, by going cold turkey. He lasted 1 ½ months before he cracked. Everyone was kind of relived though, because during those months Masky had been the most irritable fucker you'd ever have the misfortune to meet."

"About how much money does Masky spend on cigarettes a week?" You asked as you and Hoodie strolled through the grocery store. He hummed thoughtfully.

"Eh, it really depends on how many he buys," the (usually) masked proxy admitted. "If he's stressed, he'll go through a pack in a day. Other times, 1 pack can last him three or four days. So... I'd wager anywhere from 24 to 60 dollars." Your eyebrows shot to your hairline.

"And that comes out of his own pocket money?" You asked. Hoodie nodded. You whistled; "Where does he get that kind of money?" Hoodie gave you a sideways look.

"From his victims," he said, then added, upon seeing your dissaproving look; "What? Do you really think we just leave all that money there? Besides, by the time we take it, they're already dead- and what would a dead body spend money on?"

The two of you continued walking for a little bit, and then Hoodie spoke up again.

"Slender once made him quit," he said. You nodded.

"How long did he last?" Hoodie knit his eyebrows, deep in recollection.

"About a month and a half, I think," he said. "Everyone was kind of glad when he snapped though." You looked up at him.

"Why?" You asked.

"Because during that month and a half, Masky was the most irritable fucker you'd ever have the misfortune to meet."

(Right, so, cigarettes are more expensive in Canada (read: they cost 12 dollars for a pack of 20) and I'm Canadien, so that's why I'm not using the US version. Fight me.)

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