You had been diagnosed with asthma at an early age, simply having to cope with it throughout life. Once you grew up, you met a nice boy and started dating him. You suddenly had to find somewhere to live only a few months into the relationship and he was your best choice.

You didn't know he was an avid smoker until you had already moved in. There was cases stuffed into every cranny around the house, but he tried his best to protect you.

He was out on the front porch, smoking as he watched the sunset. He heard the door crack open and he turned back to see you. He quickly put his cigarette out and turned back to you. "Honey, go back inside...There's a shit ton of smoke."