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"Sometimes I wish I'd smoke."
"That's stupid, Riku. Why would you wanna smoke?"
"It's one of those things, you know. It looks cool, sort of... relaxing."
"Smokers smell and taste like crap. That's all I know."
"How would you know what a smoker tastes like, Sora? I know all the people you've ever kissed and none of them smokes."
"Yeah, um… well, there was this one time…"
"Yeah?"
"Uh… Kairi smokes. There, I've said it."
"She does? Huh, that's new. So when did you kiss her?"
"New Year's Eve."
"And?"
"And what?
"What did she taste like! Sora, are you even awake?"
"Well, uh… tasted like smoke. Acrid, sickly, bitter. Whatever. I didn't like it."
"Hmm."
"What's with the smug face?"
"No face. Just thinking."
"'Bout what?"
"Aren't you glad I don't smoke, Sora?"
"Uh… yeah, sure, Riku."
"Would you mind if I did?"
"…"
"Even if you didn't have to kiss me?"
"Riku, what…"
"Would you?"
"Yeah, I guess I'd mind."
"Why?"
"Well, you'd smell like smoke, for starters. Told you, don't like smoke."
"And what else?"
"Uh, dunno… your teeth would get all yellowy. And you'd mess up a pair of perfectly good lungs."
"Aw, Sora, you'd care about my lungs?"
"Of course I would, Riku! What kind of question is that?"
"So what else you wouldn't like about me if I smoked?"
"Riku, this is pointless…"
"Indulge me, would you?"
"'Kay… Well, there's looks, smell and… taste. You'd taste like crap."
"And how would you know the difference, Sora?"
"Difference between what?"
"Between what I taste like now and what I'd taste like if I smoked."
"Dunno… I'd have to kiss you, I guess."
"…"
"Riku, what are you… mmmhpmhmh... wait, ahh… mmmm… nnnh…"
"So?"
"…"
"Sora?"
"…Promise me something, Riku…"
"Anything."
"Promise me you'll never smoke."
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