College should have been the best time of her life. But she didn't expect that it would be this hard. Writing essays every fucking day and spending her time in the library until midnight. And because of this much of stress, she needed something that would help her relax. And that something was her long white friend. She didn't consider herself as addicted. No. That friend just helped her when she needed it, which was quite often.
A girl with the red hair. Beautiful, smart and very, very sarcastic, sitting alone in the library. She felt like a complete idiot. She always wanted to be a doctor, but no one told her that this would be so bloody hard. And right now, when all her friends are celebrating and drinking at the bar, she's here. Alone. Because she needed to study for tomorrow's exam.
,Ah, fuck it.' she thought and started packing all of her books. She needed her cig.
And finally, after a couple of hours studying, she breathes out the grey smoke. Her favourite feeling. She inhaled it and felt completely free. Happy, until she realizes she's not alone.
,,Hullo, er sorry to bother, but do you have a lighter?" he asks her with sparks in his eyes. He has a smirk on his face as well and waiting with his hand open.
,,Apparently. I wouldn't be standing here and smoking if not, would I?"
And this is how it all started - with his stupid smirk and her sarcasm.
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common vice | eng.
Teen Fiction"You must have a cigarette. A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?"
