Between me and Kubota, we went through my half a pack of smokes and his pack of smokes in two days. And that was with trying to save them.
Fucking addiction.
Not much out here other than a couple kangaroos and a lot of desert. I keep hoping some aborigines will show up and randomly gift us with cigarettes shelter better food, but so far no such luck. Keeping my fingers crossed.
Anyway. I was going to rec fics from the fandom but then they got too damn creepy even for me. I found two where I was a druggie rapist, one where I was writing love poetry to Alexiel that sounded like I was a ten-year-old, and one where I was agonizing over... uh.
Fangirls are idiots.