It was just like any other morning, you and Jack spending time together while reading books to start the day under the shade of a tree. Jack looked at you with an abrupt smirk, but today would be different as he reached into his pocket.

After that, he took a cigarette out of a box of cigarettes he had stolen from John and put it in his mouth. He then took a match he had also stolen and lit the cigarette. He took a drag, then held the cigarette between his fingers and coughed out the smoke before turning to look at you.

"You want a puff?" With a raised eyebrow, he held the cigarette out to you and asked in a casual manner while laughing. He was known for his shenanigans, but this was definitely something new.