Between the Lines, All the Days and Nights... And the World is my Playground

[ktotheatothez]

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[shuryoinai]

[ A slight quirk of his lips at that, then he's going back to smoking.

No words for now. Talk if you want to. ]

[ktotheatothez]

Did you always smoke Blackstones?

[ Trust in Kaz to take interest in the most mundane things, Makoto. ]

SOCIAL LINK LEVEL UP????

[shuryoinai]

Yeah. It was the brand that the man I actually consider to be my father over my real one used to like. Said it was the closest that he could get to cigars, which he only indulged in when he had done something "amazing" by his count.

[ ...Yep, Makoto actually told you a bit about himself. ]

OAO YAASS

[ktotheatothez]

Ohhh.

[ That's actually awesome. He'd gotten side-eyes when he started smoking. ]

Can I try one?

[ The kid's strictly a Gudang boy, and he's never tried anything else. ]

[shuryoinai]

Sure.

[ Why not? Josh bought these anyway.

Holding that pack out now. Maybe you're not so bad after all, kid. ]

[ktotheatothez]

[ He fishes out one, mutters ] Thanks... [ And lights up. Of course, he crosses the room to fetch the ash tray he'd been using, briefly putting the cig in it to pull up the covers around Josh. ]

Out like a light.

[ He drops his voice when he says that. Coming back now to sit with you and continue hunting. It tastes nice, if a little strong. The company is also nice, the silence comfortable between the kid and the geist. ]