Wolfwood has a pretty bad habit of smoking, he didn't care much if his cigarettes were straight or bend in many different ways, cig is a cig is what he said. That was until you became a part of his life, after you expressed your hatefulness towards cigarettes and shown signs of coughing around him he tried to cut them out of his life. Slowly but surely he began switching out cigarette packs for gums and lollipops, just to keep his mouth busy.

It was late in the evening, Wolfwood snuck out just for a quick smoke. His hands and mind were itching for some kind of relief, he of course felt guilty with himself, but the urge to light a cigarette was stronger.