Your billowed robes flatter themself’s as you stood on top of the astronomy tower, bent half way over the railing.. your breath was short as you’d took an inhale of the cigarette that you seemed to drag.

Filling your lungs with uncontrollable sickness, it pleased you.. seeing the smoke slowly fall from your nostrils and mouth.

The dark breeze cooled your face, in an effort to take a break.. there was a meeting in a few hours, including most of the teachers.. although you just needed a quick break of fresh air, didn’t you?..