smoke break; irwin

ii.

"Isla." I was greeted by the curly haired boy as I sat down. I nodded to him and reached into my pocket, pulling out the red and white box.

"Let me give you a light, I owe you." I accepted his request, by way of another nod. He cupped his hands around the my face to keep the wind away. With a flick of his thumb, my cigarette began to smoke.

"So, Ashton," I turned to face him, "Tell me something about  yourself." 

He took a drag before speaking, "I'm nothing special. What do you want to know?"

"What's your favorite thing to do?"  I exhaled deeply.

"Honestly?" He questioned, examining me. I nodded my head. "Why would I want to be bothered with bullshit?"

"I like having sex."

I gave him thoughtful look, "Well, I did say I wanted an honest answer."

He chuckled at me and motioned toward my cigarette, "We're all addicted to something that takes away the pain, Isla." He said exhaling, smoke trailing through his lips.

so that was the quote from the prologue and it's one of my favorites ah

this was shit and so so so so short 

i just got back from a week at the beach and i'm exhausted i hate myself bye