" Stop telling me what to do. Flex , you're not my parents. I can swear or drink or smoke if I want to. And I'm here because you decided to sneak into my room last night off of your face. And you left these. " grabbing my backpack off of my back, I unzip it and pull the pack out of my bag. Then throw them at his feet and look at them in disdain. " Why you smoke those horrid things is beyond me , you shouldn't, you'll ruin your health. You're so conscious of your fitness and then you go and do stupid things like get wasted and smoke. Then you throw it away as well by not doing your work. And why the hell were you in my room anyway ?"
He bends down and picks them up, pulling one out and puts it in his mouth. He digs around in his pockets too and then pulls out a lighter , he lights up his
