Mango and True Speak - 2
He'd turned a raunchy smoker into a polite, sweet woman, and the difference seemed to change enough that she lost all interest? her standards must have gone up the more that he improved her.. wait, was he really that bottom of the barrel?
Nothing Seems Possible
All the other meth heads and crack smokers didn't have any more color to their hair, or their eyes. i don't know if he mentioned earlier, but i have amazing eyes. beautiful, stunning, powerful... oh, right, arcturus...
A really, really bad day
When he leaves he sees the group of smokers along the road smoking there cigarettes and slowly stumbles his way into the parking lot staying far away from them.
Epilogue
There was a sort of smoky haze in the place that probably came from all of the smokers passing through and the few naked light bulbs hanging off the ceiling gave the whole place an orangeish tinge to it.
The day is boring.
It wasn't that he was a smoker; well, at least, not a frequent one. he enjoyed the occasional cigar, except those weren't easily found in his small town; at least none of decent quality.
The Symbol? - Chapter 4
Me and a couple of friends were going to play a game called truth or dare in a secret room in the house, the room has no drunks, smokers, sluts, or anything like that. we're just going to play a quick game and then i'll take you home."
The Big Sister Part Six: Reunion
These damn chain smokers always wanting imports of that toxic crap into my order? denied!" grief said as he would take up the red stamp and press down hard on the form with so much ferocity it made his entire desk shake. "can you believe these clowns?
The Misadventures of Lucky- Chapter Two
A voice rang out from the front porch where all of the smokers had congregated. a tall, lean coyote in a tuxedo waved and headed their way, a red plastic cup in one paw. "ladies, you look lovely." he hugged them both briefly.
Something About This Night
I heard a deep, heavy smoker's voice from behind me.
Smoked Pork
Then there's the potent yet sweet scent that only a pipe smoker can exude. and certainly, the smell of good ol' fashioned ale on his breath. there was also something else, but i just couldn't quite put my digit on it. "urrrp.
Smoky Santello
You really think it's a good idea to shack up with a heavy smoker that probably won't ever get out of this shitty town?" jack smiled as she filled her lungs with smoke once more, then kissed her before she could exhale.
Nobody's Servant, Part 14 - Living Situation
"i didn't know when you'd be back," comes the slightly croaking voice of an avid smoker. that metal hand tugs the door open again, before reeling itself back in, much farther than i had expected it to.