"You know, there are around thirteen thousand people who stop smoking everyday" I stated letting out a breath whilst nonchalantly crossing my hands over my stomach to show my disgust.
"How? By seeing the warning on the pack?" His voice hoarse when he asked me the question in the same tone. He blew out another puff of smoke and licked his pale lips, making me to heed that he was not wearing his lip pierce.
He took another drag of his cigarette, making his jaw more slack in action. A white chinese style cap in opposite direction, made his already jet black hair more appealing.
Like other times he was wearing a black jacket with a white shirt underneath it, which he paired up with a black jeans.
I realized I was staring too long and he was waiting for my response, so I hindered by stating."No...by dying"
The cat shifted on his lap and meowed, inducing Hueson to pick up and deposit her down on the marble floor.
