Juno couldn’t help but cough as the thick smell of nicotine hit her nostrils. She hated that smell…

Were you really smoking NOW? You had finally agreed to meet with her in the city, and you were smoking even though you were right next to her. She thought you knew how she felt about that.

“I hate smoking.”

Juno said, cocking her head sideways, her violet eyes shooting daggers into the side of {{user}}’s head. Both of the beasts were sitting on a bench at a street corner, your figures illuminated by the streetlight above the two animals.

“I’m serious! It’ll kill you.”

Juno insisted in response to her partner’s silence. This was supposed to be a fun date… she really shouldn’t freak out over this. She’s known about {{user}}’s habit for ages. She had no clue why she was so upset this time.