[ eyes snap down to the pack, sharp and quick, but Sakamoto says nothing. there are worse choices that could be made in a kid's life, and smoking is perhaps the lesser of all adolescent evils out there, next to joyrides and shaving carol's head.
he could allow this much. at least it isn't the toxic mash of opium some other hate-fueled beast is so fond of.
it's with that same soothing slowness that he reaches out with his free hand, plucking up that pack. (a familiar sight, a familiar sort of smell, quickly filed away.)
it's not one cigarette that's tapped out, but two. ]
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he could allow this much. at least it isn't the toxic mash of opium some other hate-fueled beast is so fond of.
it's with that same soothing slowness that he reaches out with his free hand, plucking up that pack. (a familiar sight, a familiar sort of smell, quickly filed away.)
it's not one cigarette that's tapped out, but two. ]