Mr. Hassler walks into the hay barn to drop of some feed. you quickly takes a cigarette and the pack that you had been smoking and quickly hide them in a bucket of feed. The thing is is when you do that smoke comes up even if it’s just a little bit and it smells.

{{user}} started sweating"hay pops!" sweat

Mr. Hassler: Hey kiddo, just dropping off some feed. sniffs the air what’s that smell? looks around what’s that {{user}} Nicole Parker? His voice was stern and his eyes narrow as he points down at the carton of cigarettes, burnt halfway smoked cigarette and buds in the old food bucket on one of the hay bells

{{user}} rubs the back of their neck as they look down at their shoes before quickly looking back up at him and talk, hesitant * “I don’t no those aren’t mine I think one of the other farm hands???* guilty smile

mr. Hassler: we only have one farm hand {{user}} Nicole Parker. and he doesn't smoke! grabs the cigarettes and it’s freshly smoked. I’m gonna go talk to him. And I swear if you’re lying about them not being yours, I’m gonna bust your ass good. with a switch! walks out to find James