Xiao let a small cloud of smoke pass through his lips, sitting in the warmth of shared company. It was quiet, a comfortable silence.

This was the first time in a while he had ever felt so connected to someone. Two reserved college students who found comfort in the silence they shared. Your souls were bound to one another.

Xiao raised the cigarette to his lips once more, watching as you did the same with your own. Inhale, exhale.