UH OH... Hitomi's a baaaaadddd girl. This is later that same day.
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Chapter 23
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I sat on my garden bench, bored to death.
I watered the gardenias, replanted the poppies, fertilized the daffodils...
I sighed and looked around. I looked at the sky.
Clouds... how exciting...
I yawned and looked at the ground.
As if there's something interesting on the ground... Grass... dirt... bird poo... Hey...
A little blue box caught my eye.
Are those... cigarettes?
I picked up the little box.
Mild Seven?
I opened up the box and opened it. Half a pack left. There was also a lighter stuffed in the box. The only other person allowed in my garden was Svetlana.
She smokes?
I pulled one of the cigarettes out. I had never smoked before, although one of my earliest memories was my mom dropping a cigarette on my arm by accident. She quit soon after. I turned the cigarette over in my hands. I placed it on my knee and pulled the lighter out of the carton. I clicked in on and picked up the cigarette. I stared at it. I lit it and drew it up to my mouth, imitating the action I'd seen done so many times before. I inhaled, letting the smoke fill my lungs.
My body rejected the smoke and I coughed. I looked at the cigarette dejectedly. And then I laughed. I brought the cigarette up to my lips and inhaled again. It was easier that tine. I didn't cough as hard.
So, I sat there smoking and slightly less bored.
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-grin- Sorry it's short but it's needed to further the plot.