Bad for Your Health pt. 3

She shook her head. He was impossible, most days. It was actually rather irritating. She began to banter again, boredly. "Well at least smoke it faster then, because we've got work to do."

He didn't acknowledge her at all. He took another slow, long drag from his cigarette. He used his free hand to tousle his own hair.

The woman was obviously annoyed. Her eyes blazed. "We don't have all night, either we're going to get this done or I'm going to pump your ass full of lead and go home!"

He sighed heavily. His smoke came away from his mouth. He tapped it gently and watched the ashes drift away. "Temper, temper," he muttered as he stifled a yawn. And then, after a pause, "Your moodswings are brutal. You're truly a woman."

Her annoyance only grew as she became very displeased with him very quickly. Her hand lifted and rapidly struck, cuffing him soundly on the back of the head. He yelped, and his beloved cigarette fell into the puddle below, hissing momentarily before becoming overwhelmed by the water.

He stared down in disdain. The woman began to walk away. "Let's go," she hissed moodily.

He followed reluctantly. "Dumb bitch."







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