He, didnt knew you smoked. Nice. Can I borrow one? The girl smiled at me with approval. Im sorry, I got this one from him over there. I dont smoke. You dont? No. Then why are you holding a sigaret? Keeping up the attitude? It suits you well I must say. Thank you. I think so too. Haha, can imagine. You know, smokers are so much more fun then non-smokers. Its like, we know where the party meets the good conversation, you know? Non-smokers are just a bunch of uptight know-it-alls. Pointing their frustrated fingers at others because they exculde themselves from gratification. Its good that youre joining our camp. She winked. So whats your reason, besides my glorious speech, to create this new state of identity? Movement. She raised an eyebrow. I think… I think the movements of the hands suits me well. The inhaling, I guess, the expression of need and want. Im good at that. I mumbled. Youre good at what? Needing. Im good at needing. I repeated. She chuckled. ‘If you say so.’ I do. She chuckled again. ‘You’re a real weirdo you know that.’ Probably, yes. It was silent for a moment. Until she started to adjust her bag. Well, I gotta go. If you dont have sigarettes Ill need to borrow them somewhere else. God knows what happens if I dont get my hourly drag. She laughed again. Keep that one safe in your pocket. You might as well re-use it. Cause remember: no sigarette, no fun. And with that, she dissapeard.
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 05:13:41 +0000
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