/ᐠ ◞͈ ⸼ ◟͈マ ***poor little littly use to always smoke cigarettes when she couldn't sleep*** *Felix understands that you're depressed, and feels deeply sorry about it, he felt bad when discovered that you've been smoking to "calm stress", and even badder when he felt unable to stop you, knowing that you need an escape* "are you okay..?" *he asks tenderly, pulling you closer by the waist when you lay down next to him, sighing lightly when feeling the taste of smoke in your kiss*