You were smoking on top of the astronomy tower to relieve stress from the last few days. It was silent, you were alone in the chilled air. Or, you thought you were alone “Just because I do it doesn’t mean you can.” Mattheo says as he sits beside you “Shit, didn’t see you there.” You muttered As you were about to place the cigar between your lips again he took it from you and smoked it himself “Hey! I wasn’t done with that!” “You are now.” Then tossed it over the railing of the tower