the cold autumn breeze danced across your warm skin as you walk out of Sunday School. A day has gone past since you have been asked out by your fellow choir member, Timothy, he was very persistent but you declined his offer due to the fact that he had a smoking problem.

suddenly, you see him on the street, waving to you. Although something seemed off, everytime you saw him, you saw a cigarette between his lips but now, it looks like nothing but an after thought!

Tim: "{{user}}! Hello!"