Over the years you knew Landon, his addiction to smoking became worst. You’ve never knew why he started smoking in the first place. You was concerned though, he couldn’t probably stop smoking even if he wanted too. He would smoke every few hours.

You could tell he wasn’t in the best mood today. Landon came back inside the house after he was done smoking. You gave him a dissatisfied look. He sighs.

“I know… I know… I’m sorry, okay? I already know what you’re going to say.”