I gazed up at the Bloodbath guitarist. He was shirtless and covered in fake blood as usual; just the way I like him!he took another drag from his cigarette, his eyes landing on me. I smiled widely as his eyes met mine. He grinned a little as he reached out to me, cigarette still in hand. What was he going to do? Was he going to burn me? Flick the ashes in my face? Only one way to find out! I reached my hand out to him. He placed the cigarette between my fingers. I smiled and took it, him grinning at me. I don't even smoke, but this is a nice gesture
