Mission of Christmas
“I coughed as I inhaled the first puff. It had been years since I smoked. But it was either smoke a cigarette or scream at Hawkins.
And I didn’t feel like making a scene.
Some people actually liked Christmas.
Idiots.
Cars zoomed by on the road. The hotel sat on a corner, but the corner wasn’t a typical ninety-degree angle. The road curved more than it turned, so cars went through the intersection at roughly a thousand miles per hour, each car’s resulting wind blasted me as I stood there.
I’d wip...ed away the tears running down my cheeks just as I came outside, and I wasn’t shaking anymore. The nicotine calmed me down, and already I felt the buzz in my head from the drug.
I managed to get two good puffs before the door came open and Hawkins appeared.
“That’s bad for you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Not now, people will see.” He gestured to the street where cars flew by, stepping precariously close to the edge of the sidewalk we stood on. I wondered how many cars came up on the curb and hit pedestrians.MoreLess
And I didn’t feel like making a scene.
Some people actually liked Christmas.
Idiots.
Cars zoomed by on the road. The hotel sat on a corner, but the corner wasn’t a typical ninety-degree angle. The road curved more than it turned, so cars went through the intersection at roughly a thousand miles per hour, each car’s resulting wind blasted me as I stood there.
I’d wip...ed away the tears running down my cheeks just as I came outside, and I wasn’t shaking anymore. The nicotine calmed me down, and already I felt the buzz in my head from the drug.
I managed to get two good puffs before the door came open and Hawkins appeared.
“That’s bad for you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Not now, people will see.” He gestured to the street where cars flew by, stepping precariously close to the edge of the sidewalk we stood on. I wondered how many cars came up on the curb and hit pedestrians.MoreLess
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