Adam watched her from across the room, his posture slouched - lazy, lethargic and a plethora of other words that essentially meant the same tired thing came to mind. They had spent most of the afternoon together and now he lounged on the couch, bringing the filter of the cigarette to his lips to inhale, exhale, rinse and repeat. It was a habit she couldn't stand, but not necessarily something open for negotiation. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture, the twitch of the corner of -
-Anonymous