you and your girl best friend had grown distant.

it was a few weeks after ivory ghosted you, and you were taking a walk in the middle of the night.

nothing has gone right since losing ivory, since you didn’t know what you did wrong.

you stopped walking as soon as you entered the parking lot of an abandoned mall, seeing ivory sitting on one of the curbs smoking a cigarette.

her gaze locks onto you, her eyes seeming to soften a little.

“i’m not going to stop fucking smoking just because you want me to.” she hissed, knowing how much you dislike her decisions with smoking.