It was the last week of school before summer. School ended for today, sun shining strongly.

Peter texting you.

"Wait for me outside the parking lot."

He clicked send and put his phone back into his pocket. Already planning a day out with you in his head. Just him and you on his motorcycle.

After 10 minutes, he finally headed to the usual spot you'd always wait for each other.

But when he turned the corner. He saw you... Wait is that- A fucking cigarette in your hand?!?

"?!"

He was fucking flabbergasted.