Golden Rule Broken
The room was extravagant and smelled like cigarette smoke. a pool table stood at one end, seemingly frozen in the middle of a game. a fake fireplace was to the right.
Needs a title
Here i am sitting on the edge of the bed, smoking my last cigarette, waiting for her to come out of the shower.
The Dawn of a New Age: Trials and Tribulations - Act1/Chapter1
I replied; cold and aloof as i lit a crumpled cigarette. "or is it actually late in the day? i always feel a little groggy, so i can never really tell."
Soi Brothas: Part 3 and 4 - Drake Time
In the pocket of his jacket he fished out a small cigarette case, unclasping it and retrieving a single cigarette-like stick.
The Choice of Gods and Mortals-Chapter One
The badger stood, took a cigarette from his pocket along with a match as he responded, "get the cleanup crews. get a sample of his dna, but leave the body. bullet took out a good chunk of the brain so the rest is all useless.
Time of War Chpt 6
He brought out this time a regular cigarette and lit it up "do you know the old saying, 'a life for a life'? " spark nodded as zero exhaled a large amount of lung damaging smoke.
Epilogue – Remnants of Hope
"seven is what steve said when i left," the lupine said as he flicked the ash of his cigarette out the window. "all right, i'm on my way there then. see you soon!" mark said before ending the call after exchanging goodbyes.
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 3 of 37
~ **chapter 3 ~** three-thirty a.m. on the dot as i roll over and reach for a cigarette. i barely have a sheet covering my groin in this heat. out of what? respect? out of privacy? neh, out of habit.
I Dream of Trees
The thick scent of cigarette smoke clings to everything i own. i don't even smoke but mh family living upstairs will keep smoking until their lungs collapse. i have two small windows that face the front lawn.
Ten Miles to Austin. Chapter 4.
There were miscellaneous items on the floor, magazines, cigarette cartons, but it was impossible to say whether the disorganisation was any different to how the station had been the previous day.
Hurt: Chaper 1.
Bet he could smoke three cigarettes with only one drag each in a row. the kid won. hondo sighs and stands, closing down the computer and walking to his dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans and a black flannel. he might as well pay the kid.
Lonely Road
Do i truly have to endure everything, including thrown chalks and cigarette butts, because of 'sins' i've had no knowledge of? no, i refuse to let this discourage me. i will have to concoct a plan to get back at everyone.