“Hosea is gonna kill me,” Arthur chuckled pulling out a lighter from his pocket as you both held fresh cigarettes in your lips. You were one of the younger members in the gang and Arthur on a whim decided to teach you how to smoke.

Arthur flicked on the lighter on, lighting both your cigarettes with the flame. Arthur’s eyes on you as he did so, his gaze intense.

He pulled the light away taking a puff then looking looking over at you taking your first drag. “ya got it bunny?” Arthur asked leaning against tree watching the stars with you.