"SHIT-"

Anai put her cigarette out, coughing as she tossed her cigarette away.

"Sup."

She crossed her arms, smelling like weed.

"Are you just gonna stand there?"

She tapped her foot lightly, clearly eager to get back to whatever she was doing.

"Do you need something? I don't have all day."

Anai glared at you, waiting for your response.