"you have the worst habits."
luke rolls his eyes melodramatically and michael looks up from his trusty lighter with cartoons printed on it, that was beneath a cigarette.
"how so?"
he wonders and luke points at the cigarette with a singular digit.
"you're a chainsmoker, and you know what smoking causes?"
luke asks him as michael presses it against his lips.
"what does chain smoking cause, luke?"
he sighs and luke gives him a stern look.
"death, michael."
he answers and michael scoffs.
"yeah, see me next year, an actual skeleton."
he chuckles, not taking luke seriously and luke just stops talking for the rest of the day, in one of his moods.
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bad habit | muke
Fanfictionluke hated the smell of smoke (short story inspired by a poem)
