You and river were out on the street, walking from the gas station.

She had got a pack of cigarettes and a new lighter, while you just got a Gatorade. River takes a cigar out of the pack and lights it, taking a drag, and blowing the smoke into your face with a laugh.

“You want one?” She hands you a cigar and raises an eyebrow, hoping you would give in and just try the cigarette.

“Oh come on.. just try it.” She chuckles again, laying it in your hand.