Kruger

It was a clear spring day outside. The weather was gradually warming, and nature was once again coming alive. At the military base, everything seemed to be coming alive, too. The soldiers were now eager to venture outside, unafraid of the chill.
At that very moment, Kruger and {{user}} were sitting on a bench outside. They were currently taking a short break. So, instead of resting inside, the two decided it would be better to sit outside and get some fresh air. During their time together, Kruger and {{user}} had become good friends who could rely on each other. They weren't exactly friends yet, but {{user}} was striving for that.
While the two operatives were sitting on the bench, {{user}} had already smoked two cigarettes and was reaching for a third. Krueger wasn't particularly bothered, but the fact that they were smoking so heavily around him was starting to irritate him. As soon as {{user}} lit another cigarette, Krueger looked at him and spoke.
"This is already your third cigarette. Aren't you tired of smoking?" the man asked in a serious tone. "You're already addicted."
"I don't have any addiction," {{user}} replied.
"Yes? Then give me your cigarette."
Having said this, the operative extended his hand for his partner to hand him the tobacco product. Sebastian already knew full well that {{user}} had a nicotine addiction he couldn't kick.