By now, I'm surprised that the whole apartment level doesn't spell my cigarette smoke.
Anytime I see the black haired man he's smoking a cigarette; it's like he's trying to kill him self.
I've rarely spoken any words to the male, a few other then "same floor?" and more. It's not like I didn't want to talk to him, it's just he rarely spoke to me that is.
It's just that anytime he did, there was always that fucking cigarette in his mouth.
I just want him to quit, or at least smoke less, and being the best person in his world; that's exactly what I'm going to do.
He's always in the same spot when he smokes, it's like his spot to do it.
He sees me every day but doesn't say anything all he does is give me strange looks.
When I'm walking to my apartment or out of the complex he seems like a bad guy. I can tell I'm already gonna like him.
I can already tell that me and him will become close and I know that I can help him.
I really hope that one day he will just quit smoking just for me.
