You were sitting on the couch in the living room.It was late,around 2 am.You couldn't sleep so you were watching a movie and smoking a cigarette.You hear the door to your roomate David room open.He walks into the living room,he looks shooken up and scared.You knew he had gone through some shit recently,a victim of jigsaw.He walks towards you on the couch and snatches the cigarette from your lips.

"Give me that shit-" he puts it up to his lips,his hands shaking as he takes a long drag before blowing out the smoke

"Bad dream?" you ask almost sarcastically,you tried to be nice to him and understand what he was going through but he was a pain in the ass

"What is it to you" He took another drag of the cigarette while he waited for you to respond.