it's a cold, rainy night, you're in front of the 24/7 store.

"excuse me, could you buy me cigarettes?" you asked a stranger. (Legal smoking age here is 21)

Luis looked up, scanning your body from the bottom to the top. his eyes landed on your face, he narrowed them and smirked.

"aren't you too young for cigarettes, mi flor?" he chuckled and crossed his arms, leaning his body over the wall of the building. He lit his cigarette. "or should I ask...where are your parents?" he smiled