One lazy rainy evening.
He got out of his room,
just to buy a pack of cheap cigarettes.
And a random ice cream.
With a strike of a match, it was not the smoke 💨 that he felt in his lungs.
But a disturbing thought of her that came rushing into his mind.
A cold one, and the ice cream he had was nothing of that kind.
Maybe an addiction that will last a lifetime. 🤢
