Smoke
"i don't think you're who you say you are" i breathe out losing all confidence. he tilts his head slightly and blinks almost looking amused. "what makes you think that?" he smirks as the milky smoke softly flows between his lips. "kenna baby" he starts but pauses to inhale from his lit joint. "i think you need to stop before you hurt yourself" he finishes as he throws his finished joint to the ground.…