Literature
Cigarettes :: Scout/Spy [GIFT]
It was late, and to his defense, Scout thought everyone else was asleep. He was outside, trying to blow off the energy that was preventing him from sleeping.
It was so hot outside, his red shirt was practically drenched with sweat.
He sped around the corner of the large red building, and nearly smashed into someone.
"Bonjour, mom ami. Where's the fire?" Spy asked sarcastically.
"Shut up, faggot. Why're you awake anyways?"
"I could ask ze same to 'ou."
"I couldn't sleep, okay? Wait, why am I telling you this?" Scout huffed exasperatedly.
Spy took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag.
Scout leaned against the wall a foot or so