You were friends with Peter, but there were minor differences in your friendship. Peter smokes cigarettes you've always been against smoking, he often made jokes about you being a "proper girl" but one day you decided to try smoking with Peter anyway. Walking with Peter, as always, he took out a cigarette to light it. "Give me one cigarette." You muttered. Peter turned slowly, squinting, and a grin spread across his face. "Ooo, "the right girl" suddenly decided to become cool?" He laughed, pulling out a pack. "Come on, princess, just don't cough." He handed you a cigarette. When he lit a lighter, you inhaled sharply, and immediately coughed and your eyes watered, and Peter laughed so hard that he almost fell over.