Hi! My name is Chirpy!
I recall back a few summers when i tried to buy cigarettes to look cool and build up some cred, but was harshly lectured by her when my incredibly obvious fake id story failed.
Tina II Chapter 11- The Prisoner- A Gray Muzzle story
: red reached into her bag, and pulled out a cigarette, marlboro red. she lit it with a vintage zippo. "marcia is my dearest friend. she's really wonderful. she's always doing little, special things for people.
In my bedroom
"shit... it was my last cigarette..."
Seven - Chapter 1
He said, reaching into his pocket for the cigarette pack. she turned, and set her arms on her hips. she was by no means skinny, even though melfice could reach both his arms completely around her.
Dragon Storm: Chapter 46: Squad Mutiny: A cry on Deaf Ears, Everything Falls Apart!
Lazz asked, holding the cigarette in his maw. "the only one "obsessed" here is you to your cigarettes, lazz." rio snapped back. "not this again. you sure do whine allot, huh?" lazz said as he sighed.
Black Meridian 01: Ankle Deep
Mason said, struggling to light a cigarette without letting his fur get singed. "we're gonna kill that bastard tomorrow. just you wait. how many're ya friends can say they brought down a 'kabu?"
Rainy Day
We knew that was how he was gonna leave us; a cigarette in his hand. we begged him to quit, to think of us, the family he'd leave behind. well, mostly mom. but we all were with her on it.
Life by the Page 9
His fur was matted, he had been wearing the same clothes for days, he ate very little, and worst of all he smelled of coffee and cigarettes. he didn't want to sleep so he slept very little.
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #4
"can i borrow a cigarette?" "why?" "i think gregg just had an epiphany," angus laughed. bea laughed along with him, lit a cigarette and handed it to the leather-clad fox. "oh, is that what you call it now?" "really?"
Murder at the Speed of Life #1
My condition is unremarkable, and i chain smoke cigarettes in order to keep my schizophrenia under control.
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
I stubbed out the cigarette and stripped out of my clothes because they always rip when i shift. then i willed the change to happen. my arms grew long, hairy and muscular.
The Perfect Murder for the Perfect Murderer
I will be carrying a pack of cigarettes and tilt them a little. i will loosen my grip on them and the pack will fall and slip under the man's i car. i will ask to get them and he will let me.