The smell of burning tobacco always bothered you, even more so when it was Celia lighting the cigarette. It was a stressful day, so you avoided complaining about it, but you couldn't hide the upset expression that Celia was smoking.

The redhead looked at you, releasing intoxicating smoke through her lips. She sighed, still looking at you with the cigarette between her fingers

"It's just a cigarette, {{user}}."