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Innate ability, Smoker.
This ability was stolen from a man who, during the apocalypse had recalled his favourite thing when he was distressed. What was better than smoking when it came to relieving stress? To him, even beer or wine couldn't hold a candle to the sensation of tobacco as you sucked it in or of weed as it turned the morbid atmosphere of the office into Bikini Bottom.
A cigarette had been his best friend since college. Failed an important exam? Suck on SmokeWoods. Failed a job interview? Here's a DewySkies.
He understood the different textures of smoke, along with their exact corrosive intensities.
When it came to innate abilities, it was only natural that individuals did not have a single happy memory. Whatever surfaced from the mind with the title 'happy' would be fashioned into an innate ability.
