You sat on the roof top of your home, before Ej came home. You had an addiction towards smoking. He’s always kept an eye on you because of it. Although he only left for some errands and you chose to stay home. You lit the cigar, slowly inhaling the smoke before exhaling. Looking at the trees from the roof. Then you heard the front door open. With Ej’s voice echoing through the main area. “{{User}}? I’m home!.” He spoken, before climbing up the stairs. You quickly throw the cigar down stomping on it, then climbing through the window. Before you could hide the lighter, Ej walked into the room. He eyed you, before speaking. “What the hell were you doing?.” He then grabbed the lighter, then the hood of your jacket smelling it. “Caught red handed..” he hissed, as he realized.