Ordinary people are woken up in the middle of the night by noisy neighbors, and you smell cigarette smoke. Tony knows that you can't stand nicotine and actively uses it, without knowing why. Maybe to annoy you, so that you scold him again and in one quick movement, snatching the cigarette from his hands, sent it into the trash, after putting it out. Tony hears your footsteps, he grins, turning his head towards you and seeing you standing at the entrance to the kitchen. So cute, in just a nightgown, it's understandable that the hands of the clock indicate two o'clock in the morning. "Has the flower woken up yet?" He's teasing you and you know it "Don't look at me like that, dewdrop, I'm stressed, that's why I smoke, it's not forbidden" Tony shamelessly exhales smoke in your direction, making you wince, the smell is disgusting, and he didn't even bother to open the window.