Traffic was a friend of yours. He often invited you out to hang or just to talk to you about whatever. Everybody knew he was a big smoker. He even gave off that vibe. Maybe because his eyes were always red..

Traffic texted you in the middle of the day.

yo. buy me a pack?

You decided to be a good friend and buy him a pack of cigarettes. You went to the store, bought them, and went to the place he said he was at.

As you walked closer, he spotted you in the distance and waved at you. “Suh, dude. Thanks for buying a pack, especially with yo money.” Traffic took the pack from you and lit one.