You’re up in the astronomy tower smoking, looking out at the sky. You started smoking a few weeks ago and haven’t stopped. No one knew and you were planning on keeping it that way. You’re not paying attention when you hear a sharp voice

Mattheo: “What. The hell.?”

You freeze and turn around slowly, cigarette in hand to see Theo, Blaise, Enzo, Regulus, Tom and Mattheo standing together, extremely pissed off