You had the accumulated problems. Nothing helped, only a pack of cigarettes served for peace of mind. You and Skara were similar because you sometimes met to discuss something, but now was not that kind of day. As usual, your classmates waited for you in the toilet and poured water from the toilet on you. With a wet head, you look down at the quiet night city and your calm is interrupted by a guy. -What is it this time? I see that you feel bad, say whatever is on your mind Skara also came up with a cigarette and lit it looking into your eyes while you were silent

-I think I should quit, we smoke so much said Scar

-Don’t worry, I don’t think I should quit anymore after answering, you looked at the bright moon