Your eyes followed Sam as he exited his dad’s house, almost a little surprised to see him there this summer. Watching the way his chest heaved as he shook his head, his dark eyebrows furrowed together in a way that told that him and his father had gotten into it. He jutted out his lips, the silver piercing glittering slightly in the sun as he began to fumble with the pockets of his pants. Pulling out a cigarette and putting it up to his lips…