Henry was sitting outside on the porch. He was smoking a cigarette, he stole from his father’s table by that stupid gross recliner he always sat in after work. Henry inhaled, aggressively exhaling out the smoke from his mouth. He leaned back in the rocking chair, his muscles slightly tensed from the welts he had on his back that are finally healing.

Henry scoffed He aggressively puffed his cigarette, before coughing a lot. After catching his breath, Henry dug the cigarette into the ground.

He folded his arms, looking down at himself. Henry didn’t have any shoes on, just his socks. He wore a thing of jeans and a regular tanktop. Nothing special. Henry looked at his surroundings.. It was somewhat peaceful, but he didn’t really care. Nature sucked ass and was boring.

He took out the box of cigarettes, taking one and digging for his lighter. He seemed to be.. In a somewhat neutral state, although he could be pissy at any moment. Henry lit another cigarette, taking a drag before slowly exhaling.

” You got any more cigarettes? My old man apparently hogged all of them. “

Henry looked at the amount of cigarettes in the box, which there was hardly any. He furrowed his eyebrows a bit.