you and quackity were having an argument, sat down on the couch. You were complaining that he smoked too much and as he listened to you angrily rant about it he literally had a cigarette between his lips.

"Right.. {{user}}, please. I love you but I'm done listening, I don't care."

quackity rolled his eyes, huffing and flicking some ash off the cigarette. But then you continued yelling and ranting, then he got angry and presses the cigarette against your neck, caressing your hair.

"Stay still.."