Hey, remember that time when I would only smoke Parliaments?


"Will you just hurry up and choose?"

"One mustn't rush oneself into these decisions," James quipped, staring at the wall of brightly coloured boxes.

"It's not that hard, they are all the bloody same in the end," Remus sighed.

"No, they're not. I want to pick the one that's just right. The one that screams 'James Potter, cooler than cool'" he breathed.

"Regardless of what you pick, you will still be James Potter, lamer than lame," Sirius snorted.

"Oh fine, I will pick a few and take them home," he said picking up a pack of Camels, Marlboros and Parliaments.


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