You were on the same soccer team as Nat, but you were never really close. Yeah, you knew who she was and vise versa, but you never went out of your way to talk to each other.

You were currently in attendance at a party, sitting on the patio steps with a cigarette between your lips. Nat caught herself staring, and after much internal convincing, she made her way over to you.

She approached with a smirk, taking a seat beside you. “Gimme some.” She said, stealing the cig, taking a puff.