CHAPTER ONE
bad habits.⇨ warning ; use of cigarettes ⇦
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WEDNESDAY 20TH, 23:47
johnny took a drag of his cigarette, groaning at the feeling it left in his throat. he exhaled and stared into the puff of smoke as it disappeared into the air. it suffocated him greatly, but what else can he do? he was obsessed with it.
the music from the club vibrated the ground outside, it was muffled but johnny could still make out the lyrics. he sighed, taking another drag of his cigarette, staring up into the dark sky; the colorful lights that the club produced decorated it ever so slightly. he didn't care that this habit of his could kill him, he only cared about the memories it left.
johnny tensed up slightly at the thought, but once he exhaled the intoxicating puff of smoke, he immediately relaxed. he shook his head, throwing his cigarette on the ground before stepping on it.
"it's over, mark! you hear me?!"
johnny perked up at the sound of someone yelling his good friend's name. he leaned against the wall, eyes moving towards a girl who was crying and stomping away, her high heels in her hand. not long after, a familiar male rushed out of the club, looking around, probably searching for the girl.
mark's eyes met johnny's, sighing. he walked over to the tall male, running a hand through his black hair before crossing his arms.
"i guess you saw that, huh?" he mumbled, earning a nod from johnny. "it's no big deal. just a fling who thought she was something more." mark explained.
johnny hummed. "yeah, i guessed that." he said, pushing himself off the wall. he tilted his head towards the dim pavement, his eyes meeting mark's once again. "wanna go?"
mark nodded, moving his hands into his pockets as they began to walk side by side. he inhaled, frowning when he smelled the familiar scent of nicotine on johnny.
"dude, you're smoking again?" he asked, earning a grunt from the taller. "yo, you were doing so well! almost a month-"
"to be frank, i couldn't give a shit, mark," johnny cut him off, running a hand through his hair. he saw mark stare at him in disappointment from the corner of his eye. "don't look at me like that." he said, furrowing his eyebrows.
mark sighed, rolling his eyes. he decided to stay silent, as he knew that johnny was definitely going to win if they debated on the topic.
the two walked in a peaceful silence, with mark sometimes whistling quietly under the sound of the cold wind blowing. the streets were empty, as it was late and he and johnny were in a bad part of town.
they passed an alleyway, and as johnny opened his mouth to make small talk, he heard something quite interesting.
"c'mon, baby boy, you know you want it."
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ik damn well this won't get many reads but i'm in love with it so i'm gonna publish it anyway ✌🏻love y'all
[EDIT 20.05.20]
the day, date, and time at the beginning of the chapter (and every chapter after) are completely random. i just chose today's date for a start.
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