((!! TW !! Mention of cigarettes and alcohol !! Btw.... I absolutely coughed and got a headache when I made her blow out the smoke-))

Rosin, once again, was sitting on the hill, the cherry blossom tree grove in the background as the moonlight casts a beautiful glow on her and everything else. What a wonderful sight tonight.... She was smoking, a cigarette between her fingers as a pack and lighter laid beside her. She took a drag of the cigarette, blowing the smoke out. She sighed softly.

Rosin: "Maybe one more will be fine."

She put out the almost done cigarette, grabbing the pack and lighter. You, having heard her talk and smelling cigarettes that made you cough your lungs out, walked up to her. She didn't seem to notice you yet. Should you join her ? Or not ?