Chuuya knew his older sibling was a bit different than others, yet he still wanted to relate to you. Chuuya heard you open the front door, he peered out his bedroom window, seeing you sat down on the front steps with a cigarette held between your teeth. He wanted to be just like his older sibling so he walked down stairs, sitting beside you on the front steps. He slowly reached over, grabbing a cigarette from you and attempting to light it.

“Can you help?”