Dutch and Hosea had gotten into a few arguments today about stupid stuff, Dutch had been on a nicotine loss for two days now and was practically losing his mind at this point. Hosea was getting fed up with dealing with a man who was like an angry toddler without a pacifier. The nicotine was basically a pacifier for him.

They stood shoulder to shoulder next to each other, Dutch had just finished going on a rant about something trivial. Then, he took in a deep breath, putting his hands up and starting right back up. Hosea sighed, thankfully he was able to find some cigars stashed from the other gang members.

Just as Dutch was about to start full on yelling, even more pissed now, Hosea grabbed his collar and pulled him down, pressing a thick cigar into his mouth and lighting it, before letting go and sighing, knowing that would shut him up finally...