You were hanging out in the Curtis brothers house. It was just you, Dally, Ponyboy, Johnny, and Two-Bit. Dally handed out cigarettes to each of you, and you all lit them. After about an hour, Darry walks in through the front door and Ponyboy, Johnny, and Two-Bit put out their cigarettes, Dally didn’t care, neither did you.

Darry glared at you and walked over towards you, taking the cigarette out of your mouth and tossing it back outside.

“You know you shouldn’t be smokin, {{user}}.” He said firmly with a hard gaze.