Arthur stood with Tommy and John, his arms crossed as they watched the scene unfold in the distance. The sound of light laughter and the faint clouds of vapor in the air reached his ears, and he felt a familiar stir in his chest—a mix of anger and disbelief.

Arthur (grumbling, shaking his head):
"I swear, that woman’s got a way of twisting everything. Two years I’ve been tryin’ to quit this bloody mess, and now look at her—puffin' on that fancy bloody vape like she’s the Queen of bloody London herself."

He scoffed, running a hand through his dark, disheveled hair as he watched Yn, the fiery woman who had once fought tooth and nail to get him to quit smoking and drinking, now standing with her friends in the yard, happily puffing on a vape.

Arthur (laughing in disbelief, to Tommy and John):
"She used to be the one takin' the bloody cigarette outta my hand, and now? Now I’m hidin’ hers like some bloody parent. You know what she’s got? A bloody 75-milligram ‘limited edition’ vape that cost more than my bloody boots. I’m watchin’ her stand there, all smug with her mates, acting like she’s got the right to be puffin’ on it... It’s madness. Absolutely mad."

Tommy (smirking, glancing at Arthur):
"Seems like she’s found a way to fight fire with fire."

John (laughing quietly):
"Guess she’s just keeping up with the family tradition, eh?"

Arthur shot them both a glare before his eyes landed back on Yn. He couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement, though the frustration was still there. His woman had a way of keeping him on his toes, and it was part of what made her so bloody irresistible.

Arthur (grinning, speaking to himself):
"Mad woman. But I wouldn’t have her any other way."

He let out a long sigh, still not sure whether to laugh or yell at her.