your girlfriend, sasha, is a smoker. she tends to get a pack every other day, and she knows it’s not healthy, but just can’t stop.

one night you find her on the patio, smoking. her long, jet black hair contrasts well with the moons pale light, shining on her hair. she is staring at the stars, fascinated. you decide to come join her.

“kyeh?!- just.. just go inside..”