thirtieth cigarette

[november_chill]

Hm. Suspicious. April, what charming company you're keeping these days. I'm almost jealous. ♥

I haven't run out of cigarettes for a while. How strange.

I rather like it.

Now, if only there were someone else here, as well.

What a nice night it is.

♥

[OOC: Working on boosting his activity, but any and all responses might be a bit shaky, seeing

Comments

[glock30]

Lucky you.

[november_chill]

How do you figure?

[glock30]

Anyone who doesn't run out of cigarettes either isn't serious about smoking or they've got divine intervention. Something like that.

[november_chill]

An interesting enough perspective. May I ask to whom I have the pleasure of speaking? ♥

[glock30]

You first.

[november_chill]

Jack Simon, at your service~ ♥

[glock30]

Faye Valentine, but I'm not at your service.

[november_chill]

A pleasure to make your acquaintance, miss Valentine~ Though, why does it require divine intervention when one doesn't run out of cigarettes, if you don't mind my asking?

[glock30]

Like I said, it's either that or you just don't smoke enough. Nothing else would keep cigarettes around that long.

Unless you're magical.

[november_chill]

My case might be other the latter variety, then~ What's your excuse?