"Gonna take my soul?" He leaned his head down to place a kiss on her head, before opening the plastic bag they were in. "Apparently they taste like ass so they're dipped in chocolate." He held one between his teeth, now staring at her with expectant eyes. Teasing again.

"Hmm.."

He took her in his hands, carefully holding her up closer. "Hey, you."

Lighting up his tenth cigarette today. Half the pack already..?

Sure, why not?

"Over a week, actually." He seemed to immediately warm up at the sight of her, clearly admiring her even though she was just standing in front of him.

-nodding.- Riz. You look like shit, as per usual.

His brow furrowed slightly and he returned the embrace. His eyes lowered slightly, looking away from her as he clutched onto her. "Kiss me and prove it.." Was.. was he sulking? He had been thinking of her a lot in the meantime. It wasn't impossible.

Jacket. -He replied, rather curtly at that. He seemed to be looking past her, rather than at her. Hollow eyes gazing off, a textbook hundred yard stare. And even so, it was worn with a blank expression.-

Never said I did. Want a smoke? -he was already reaching into his jacket to get his pack out.-

"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.."

Oh, thanks. -He took the offered smoke, placing it between his lips.- Heh. Blacks for the goth chick, huh..?

Hmmm.

I was gonna say you're doing better than I am. It's good you're seeing someone for that stuff.