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Cerian.

I watched lazily as I blew out little strings of smoke then flicked excess ashes on the ash tray. I could feel Dean's concerned icy glare on me,the way his Adams apple bobbed,I could tell he was eager to tell me off for smoking three cigarettes. His fingers tapped in an annoying rhythm, bottom lip tucked under his teeth,he wanted to take away my cigarettes but I would put up a fight. I was prepared to.

You want my cigarettes ?  fight me

That's why my pack was just lain on the table next to him missing three cigarettes. Its like I was daring him to confiscate them.

"I have to tell him," I muttered to myself while taking another drag. "Today,"