my boss's son - tracob
"i don't like my life," he mumbles the smoke blowing into the air, he stares over at troye, the cigarette between his lips blowing out smoke. "but i have to pretend i do," he sighs sadly handing the cigarette over to troye.
"i would want your life over mine any day," troye dryly chuckles coughing from the amount of smoke he had accidentally inhaled.
"trust me you don't," jacob shakes his head staring up at the cloud of smoke looming in the sky from troye's cigarette smoke.