You asked question after question after question after that.
Eventually you realized that I was done talking.
Those two words were all you could get out of me in that moment.
We sat in slience for a long time after that.
Long enough for me to finish one cigarette and start another.
As I did, you got brave. You decided to ask the question again. For the second time you asked why I smoked.
This time I didn't just shake me head but I was still slient. I just sat, staring at the burning paper and tobacco inbetween my fingers.
For the first time I really thought about why I did it. I found an answer but I didn't tell you what it was.
I told you something that was simpler to say.
"We all have our reasons."
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I'm having fun with this!
I have to go to my prom tonight and I low key don't want to go. Wish me luck!
Hope you all enjoy this story!
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Nyctophilla (Stray Kids ChangLix)
Fanfiction- Nyctophilla: A love or preference for night, darkness. - My mind was the darkest place of all but you came in and changed it, before ruining it all over again. - {Companion story - Philophobia (Stray Kids WooChan)} [I know the cover says ChanLix n...
