The shorter man directly pulled out a pack of black-wrapped cigarettes from his chest.
While talking, he took one out and lit it for himself.
"Hey, give me one too, the smell is making my heart itch."
The taller man smacked his lips, looking eager.
"Damn, remember to pay me back tomorrow, these Black Cloud cigarettes are expensive."
The shorter man carefully pulled out one, handing it to the taller man. The taller man put it in his mouth, slightly bent over, and leaned in to light it with a lighter.
Click, the door of the guard booth was suddenly yanked open from the outside.
Both men were startled.
The shorter man's hand trembled, almost burning the taller man's chin.
"Fuck, who the hell..."
The taller turned his head to curse, but his swear words abruptly stopped.
