You were smoking on top of the astronomy tower to relieve stress from the last few days. It was silent, you were alone. Or, you thought you were alone “My, my, I’ve been a bad influence.” Theo says , moving to sit beside you, making you jump. “You know those are bad for you.” “Jeez, a hello would’ve been nice.” You say, taking another drawl “So? You do it.” “Yes, but I care that they’re bad for you cara mia.” He plucks the cigar from your hand and throws it over the towers railing