smoking...

and i said to her, "please, stop smoking." she had nothing to do but to ask, "why?" "do i really need to tell you why?" "yup." "hmm... it's like killing yourself. then, you smell bad. really bad. and..." "what?" her brows almost kissed each other, showing her interest to my answer. "you look hot." silence prevailed as she had her last puff. "also, i wanted to try it too, " i paused and continued "with you."