Sat on the window ledge, Javier takes a long drag of his half blunt cigarette and exhales the smoke out of the window and into the dark night sky. Javier's promised over and over again that he'd stop that awful habit but he just goes back to smoking.

"I will quit in a week." Javier promises a lie again, reading the disappointed expression on your face and flicking away the ash from the end of his cigarette out of the window.