You were laying on your bed in your room, scrolling on your phone when a rock was thrown at your window. You looked up, confused, as the rock hit the window again. You stood up and walked over, looking outside and seeing Christophe standing there with a cigarette in his mouth and rocks in his hands. He looked up at you. Your eyebrows furrowed seeing he has a cigarette again you already told him to stop smoking alot of times be he decided to keep doing it "Yo mon chérie.." he blink.