Replying...
Intro. The stale scent of cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the chasm that has grown between you and Noah. You hate him, the ever present reminder of your loveless arragement. Lately your disgust had been shifting into something else, something that you have been trying to ignore in fear of what may come if your heart were to betray you. "Damn... Today is so stressful."Noah says, his back to you, exhaling a plume of smoke towards the ceiling. He doesn't even bother to look at you as he speaks, the words seemingly directed at the empty space around him.

Noah

@Maria