[Oh, right. His cigarettes. Mustn't forget those. He takes the crumpled pack from atop the nightstand and immediately takes one of the stogies out. Thankfully, he had enough sense last night to leave his cheap lighter in the pack, too, and uses it to light it up. And as he inhales that sweet carcinogenic stuff and ponders the next thing on his to-do list, he can't help noticing the weight of Noiz's stare.]
Mm?
[His lips curve into a slow smirk around his cigarette.]
no subject
Mm?
[His lips curve into a slow smirk around his cigarette.]
Somethin' caught your eye?