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It was 4:36 Ante Meridian when the wind violently ripped the cigarette from between his lips, like Mother Nature herself was scolding him for poisoning his body at such a young age. He was barely twenty years old, which meant he was old enough to buy his own cancer sticks and smoke them as he pleased.

It was 3:57 Ante Meridian when he walked along the lines of freezing sea water, struggling with his lighter as his hands shook violently. The stars twinkled above him yet they were insignificant compared to the light of the moon. He exhaled lightly as a flame flickered to life at the end of his cigarette yet right as he was about to take a deep inhale of nicotine and tar, a wall of salt water drenched him to the bone. Exasperated, he turned and walked back the way he came, disappointed with the lack of smoke filling his lungs.

It was 11:11 Post Meridian when he felt like someone was watching him as he pulled a cancer stick out from his back pocket. It was squished a little from where he forgot they were in his jeans when he sat on the wall overlooking the sea. The hair on the back of his exposed neck slowly raised up as he half-assedly looked around him but of course, much to his confusion, found no one or anything.

He didn’t think about him when he took another from the back pocket of his jeans. He didn’t think about him when he lit the end of the foul object of his desire. He didn’t think about him when he placed the tip to his lips and inhaled faintly, nor did he feel the way his lungs rattled inside his chest.

It was 9:53 Post Meridian when he walked the overly lit and busy streets of the city. He didn’t mind it here anymore, not like he used to. It took a while for the shaking to still, for him to crawl out of his home.

It was- he didn’t look what time it was. He thought about him just like he used to do before he started inhaling poison. His fingers trembled as he fought the box.
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chromeantennae Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Fantastic. :clap:
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MetaruKitsune Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
thanks. 
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chromeantennae Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
No problem.
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Grangerbookworm Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!
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MetaruKitsune Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
yayyy. 
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Grangerbookworm Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Will you keep posting updates for it? I really wanna read more!
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MetaruKitsune Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
of course dear. that's just all i have of it so far. 
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Grangerbookworm Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
Yay~
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MetaruKitsune Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:heart:
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Grangerbookworm Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
YOUR FACS IS GORGEOUS!!
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