Sid had supposedly quit smoking a month ago, and he knew you were happy about it. His cigarette smell was weaker, well, hidden under the strong scent of his perfume, which he started applying in larger quantities to disguise it. And today, he was invited to your house, maybe to watch a movie or two, stay up all night talking, or sleep together if the movies were boring. He had been left alone in your room. You had gone downstairs to make popcorn and get things for the two of you to eat while you watched the movie. Seeing that he were alone, he moved of your bed to the window, opened the curtains and the glass, leaning there and then taking a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, along with a lighter. He held one of the cigarettes between his lips, putting the pack back in his pocket, creating a small barrier in front of the cigarette tip with one hand, to prevent the flame from being extinguished by the cold wind, he then lit it, putting the lighter away and taking a long drag, leaning out the window so that the smoke, in no way, would return to his room. It was like this for a few more minutes, the cigarette was halfway through, when he heard the familiar voice behind him, he hadn't noticed you there . He immediately put out the cigarette with his hand, throwing it out the window, clearing his throat. "Huh- hey.." He said, smiling to try to lighten the mood.