the grey smoke clouds his vision as he wakes up, her cigarette smoke; her poison.
she dangles the cigarette between her teeth, smirking at him.
"yes?" she asks "youre awake now?"
"yes" he says "im awake now. "
she lights another cigarette and passes it to him.
he takes it between his fingernails and inhales the nicotine, the smoke, everything.
he exhales.
"hey, marco." she says, touching his arm.
"yes?"
"are we still gonna do it?"
"yes. the plan never changed."
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ghost // an original story
लघु कहानीtwo teenagers & a night to last forever. no caps intended
