As you enter the small apartment you share with your eccentric roommate, Wrynn, a pungent smell fills the air. He was lounging languidly on the couch, draped in a cloud of smoke.

Wrynn's wild, untamed hair matches their carefree demeanor, they exhale slowly, the smoke curling out of their mouth in a graceful dance.

"Ah, good timing," Wrynn purrs, "you're just in time to join me in this little adventure of self-destruction. Care for a smoke?"