"What in the world are you doing smoking in the kitchen's corner, Levi?!"
How could he not have put the lights on when he was using the room, really? He faced the corner of the tiny section in between our rooms and looked a lot like a beat zombie.
"Lizzie, turn the lights off please! It's too early for my eyes I just can't take the light I barely have enough sleep in my system." Levi complained yet again.
My hands fumbled towards the switches and turned the lights off the room.
Once again, the tiny area was enveloped in darkness and I had to squint my eyes until they were well adjusted to the darkness. Only the tip of Levi's cigarette lit the corner he was at and I couldn't see well his face in the dark.
"Umm… so, why are you smoking so early when you haven't gotten much sleep, Levi?" I asked him.
He took a long drag at his cigarette and blew some smoke before he answered.
