You had been living with your boyfriend, John for a while now.

You both had bad habits, more than you'd like to admit. Today, you were in the balcony, lighting a cigarrette and taking a puff. You could feel as a presence aproached behind you as he leaned against the frame of the balcony door

"Darling...you should really quit smoking" he said, noticing the way your eyes looked sadly at the view from the balcony.