( When the pack is tossed, he gives a nod of thanks... and instantly regrets that, but. Whatever. He's got his fix now because if the cancer doesn't kill him first, he's pretty sure this headache will, so. Why not indulge a little?
Fingers take care in the way he handles the pack — slowly stripping a smoke from it and gently placing it between his lips. )
Been there, done that.
( Making things worse for himself. Mumbled around his cigarette as he looks around for a light. )
cw: mention of cancer
Fingers take care in the way he handles the pack — slowly stripping a smoke from it and gently placing it between his lips. )
Been there, done that.
( Making things worse for himself. Mumbled around his cigarette as he looks around for a light. )