TAKE A SIP // open, joining

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

Dante's ears flicked as he stared down at Adelaide, whom was the first to approach him and comment on his smoking habit. Margaery followed her, followed quickly by Beverly. Although neither of them voiced their feelings on what he was doing, he had a feeling they shared the same thoughts as the person who confronted him. The hybrid chuckled at that, puffing out smoke as he shook his head. "Shit changes ya, that's all I'm gonna say." He replied grimly, however his eyes narrowed as he replied to the demand of putting it out, "No, I will not. Kinda need this." Was it bad to say he was addicted to the feeling of his lungs burning as he inhaled the smoke? Oh, yes, absolutely, but he didn't care. He kind of enjoyed it in a weird way.

Turning to Hearteyes, the hybrid raised an invisible eyebrow at her. "A cigarette, kid. Harmful shit." He gave a shrug, inhaling on the stick once more. Of course he was aware of what smoking these thing did, he just didn't care about it. "I suggest not starting this habit, because it's one helluva bitch to stop." A shrug as he flicked his tail. Now, what was the question that Margaery asked...? Oh, right. Turning to her, Dante grunted, "Joinin'."
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛

#psychosocial.