group therapy Part 8
"on the third day, my dad dropped me at school so early that the only company i had were these older boys, playing with cigarettes on the playground. "i was naive. i was just a pup, so of course i thought they'd be friendly.
Buddies-The Move In
Muttered a gray wolf as he dropped his cigarette on the floor and smushed it on the floor."let the bastard clean it up with his fat ass."he smirked. he got out his walkman and turned on his new cd.
D-Day
I heaved a drag on the cigarette, sweet smoke flooding my lungs. it was calming, a lethal soothing. one of the bodies groaned. "let's go," i said to him, my voice sounding very far away to my own ears.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 84 - The five stages of acceptance...
I sighed quietly and lit up a cigarette as i kept staring out the window for a while... i know i'm thinking way too much about things to the point it drives me insane... and somehow, samantha was able to see through me... 'you okay there...?'
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 66 - The little boy next door
Blain grabbed his carton of cigarettes and offered me one but i declined... with shaky hands, he lit up his cigarette and took a puff... blain exhaled through his nostrils and closed his eyes for a moment...
The Road Of Life - Chapter 10 - Collaboration
He took one more long drag on his cigarette before flicking it away. he blew the vile smoke into my face and shoved past me. "see you later, max."
A.D.F.
"_ jennings put his cigarette out in a dish, crafted by long-dead south american artisans. it was shaped like a jaguar's mouth, with teeth long and sharp.
A Storm for Blackwing, or, Former Glory
Barking another laugh, she slopped more ale down her chin and lit another cigarette. nobody could see that her hands were shaking.
Touched, Chapter 2
He just took another drag, put the cigarette out in the ash tray, and stood, two streams of blue cigarette smoke firing from his nostrils as he does so.
3:23 So Very Far Away
Instead, the one-eyed cat pulled out a pack of cigarettes. everyone gets a last smoke in before facing the flying lead. as trilby looked down, he chuckled. there was only one left in his pack. "fitting..."
Lonely Oak Chapter 51
"oh, here we go," the beaver grumbled, another cigarette in his mouth. "oh, i almost forgot," the ewe said, standing straight, "tha's mister carlyon.
March of Progress - Rainfurrest 2013 Flash Fiction
At a safe distance from the site, at just the right place for flame to spread, the gator took a match and lit a hand-rolled cigarette, something forbidden in many areas of cattail patch. he inhaled the sweet tobacco and grinned to himself.