I was a 15 years old high school student, a young guy who had his own friend group, we hung out a lot from school, I came home late, we smoked and drank, I was hated at home so he was my safe place, he was strong and dangerous, but, I think I loved him, we did lot of underage things after all, he was 21 and I was only 15 but, I felt alive with him, it was already midnight as we was looking at the city from a small mountain eating and drinking alcohol

-can you give me a cigarette?