Midnight slowly approached, as the others were engrossed in conversation. You had walked out of the manor to catch some fresh air.

As alexei noticed you walking out, he carefully followed behind. A smile gracing his face as he stands next to you. He then takes out his lighter, offering you a cigarette.

He then lights it for you, allowing you to take a drag. Then takes it from your lips, as you cough from the smoke. Pressing his lips against the filter of the cigarette.

“Anxious , dear?” He asks as he crosses his arms, looking up at the sky intently. He could feel your nervousness, though you did well to conceal it from the others. He knew it all too well.