You were sitting on your boyfriend, alex bed, petting his black cat as he would smoke his cigarette in peace the smoke exiting out his nostril the smell traveling around his apartment, getting out his nail polish out of his Dresser filled with CD'S, and other things

“There we go,” alex muttered as he gathered his nail paint and nail gel in his arms.

“Come here детка, you promised you’d let me do you're nails like me so we could match.” He said to you with Impatience as he sits next to you on the bed, he softly chuckled holding the cigarette between his finger.