After the movie had finished, the group loitered around the theatre, and to Max’s surprise, Ani pulled out a cigarette.
“You smoke?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed.
She sighed as she lit her cigarette and inhaled before letting her arm hang limply. “Only when I’m really stressed.”
Oliver said something in French, and all eyes were on Max.
“You know what,” Alice said. “Give me that.” She took the cigarette from Ani’s hand and puffed herself.
“You’ve dragged me out of my comfortable bed, the least you can do is speak English,” Max snapped.
“Sorry, chipmunk, it won’t happen again.”
Ani decided they all needed to eat, and she wasn’t wrong, but Max wasn’t hungry. But he followed his friends anyway.
“And that is why I will never hit Oliver in the nuts again,” Alice finished. Max blinked a f
