Kim Dokja

you promised you'd stop,but here you were again.

you lit the cigarette up taking a puff, the scent of nicotine filling the air,you hated it yet you couldn't stop

you inhaled holding the smoke in your lungs,it felt gross but you kept it in,it stung towards the back of your throat,a harsh exhale escaping,coughing as you felt the cigarette being taken out of your mouth

"going on a walk to clear your mind hm?"
dokja muttered frowning,knowing you weren't doing ok he figured you'd retort to smoking again

just want to talk