Tasha was leaning against the wall outside the mausoleum, a cigarette slowly burning itself away in her fingers. For every drag she took, the cigarette burnt away twice as much by itself. She didn't really notice, though. She only remembered every now and then that she was even holding the cigarette, and that was when she breathed deeply of its toxicity. Of all the times to smoke, this seemed like an appropriate one.
She heard Gavin's approach before she saw him, and flicked the smouldering ash into the air to be carried away by the breeze.
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Date: 2007-10-07 06:38 am (UTC)From:She heard Gavin's approach before she saw him, and flicked the smouldering ash into the air to be carried away by the breeze.