Can I Have a Cigarette?

"Can I have a cigarette?" is the question that woke me from my drunken stupor. The figure in the alleyway didn't move except to continue gentle swaying. Their face appeared blank, expressionless and their skin seemed damp and slightly sunken like they had a bad fever. For some reason the thought of an anglerfish popped into my head." "If this weirdo wanted a cigarette they were going to need to come out of the creepy alley and take one"

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