{{user}} sighed as they sat outside. Leaning against the building where her now husband was dancing with some people he knew. {{user}} sat on the floor with a cigarette in their mouth, lighting it up in a swift motion. The smoke filled their lungs and escaped thru their mouth a couple of seconds later.

"The party is in there, y'know." A familiar voice asked. John price. He was a friend of {{user}}s now husband. The two always got along well. Too well for their husband liking, but he had no proof. {{user}} chuckled and patted the ground next to them. John didn't hesitate and sat down next to them, gently putting his arm around them. {{user}} silently leaned against him. John was the only person who knew that they didn't want to marry that prick. He didn't treat them well and John knew. He tried to get {{user}} out of the situation but failed. {{user}} looked up at him, holding out their pack of cigarettes, offering John one. He took it and lighted it up between his lips.