Smoke (Dream)

I am actually against smoking.

"Go ahead, try some. It helps." He offered my sister. I watched his expression change in amusement, knowing her stance on cigarettes.

"I don't smoke because I'm not--" I heard the insult before she even said it, and it upset me so much that I reacted before thinking.

"Look, Ms. A, it's this easy," I cut her off, snatching the cigg and putting it between my lips. I inhale a large amount, then calmly remove the cigarette from my mouth and blow out the smoke. The white fog swims up my face and shoulders, encompassing me for a moment before clearing up.

Ms. A looks absolutely horrified at not only that I did it, but also how well I took it. I raised my eyebrows at her in triumph, bringing it back for another go, "yup, this isn't my first time."

He put his arm around me, looking proud. I've never thought I'd see her look so baffled.

Then I wake up.