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It was a dull, drab, wintry morning. The active snowfall had come to a halt for now, and the landscape was left with snow-dusted pines and a sparkling blanket of icy powder coating the entire mountain. It was as clear as crystal, as chilly as could be, and as still and silent as a stagnant pond. Tommy could even see the hot air coming from his nostrils with each exhale.

Tommy was used to the cold. He was used to being cold. He had grown up in New England, for Christ's Sake. However, this was probably the chilliest place he had ever been by far. The young adult had stepped outside only to smoke for a few minutes, and even in an insulated jacket, the cold was settling into his fingertips and toes. He glanced over the pure-white landscape observantly and calmly before taking a drag of his cigarette, inhaling in the sweet toxins, and breathing it back out into the atmosphere. Tommy had to cut down on smoking significantly because of the lack of product, which was super irritating to him, so these moments were well-spent and thoroughly enjoyed.

( this is Lame but i've been out of the writing flow with tommy for so long so just,, bear with me sodkdsk )
 
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MY BOY, MY BOY, MY BOY DON'T LOVE ME LIKE HE PROMISED
[align=center]my boy, my boy, my boy ———————————— he ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest
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TOMMY
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02-22-2019, 06:16 PM
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Tommy was quite used to the criticism. Whether it was people lecturing him on the health problems that came with smoking to simply being scolded for the stinky smell, he had heard his fair share of bullshit from people. Frankly, he didn't give a shit. So, if some fourteen year old kid felt like yelling at him for his habits, then he'd let him. Not that it would bother him in any way.

Tommy glanced over at Brendan, nestling the cigarette in between his fingers, and he snorted, "I am smokin' somewhere else." He shifted so that he leaned against the wall casually. "Told me I couldn't light up in there, so I came out here. Got a problem wid' it?"

And, spitefully, pettily, he then proceeded to take another drag of his cigarette.

( jfc my muse is hoRRIBLE )

FLINTLOCK LODGE / CLICK FOR BIOGRAPHY

MY BOY, MY BOY, MY BOY DON'T LOVE ME LIKE HE PROMISED
[align=center]my boy, my boy, my boy ———————————— he ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest
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02-27-2019, 07:21 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; color: black; line-height: 22px;"]☁  hayley was of the life philosophy that she could only say she didn't like something if she tried it once. for most things, at least. and naturally, hayley had tried smoking once in her late teens. one try of the cigarette had made her choke more than any whisky ever had, and her mouth had tasted foul for days from it. while she didn't mind plenty of vices, she minded smoking enough to ban it from the lodge. not only was it foul, but it could yellow the walls over time, and she didn't want hope inhaling it as she grew up. she'd read somewhere that it ruined your lungs, and with their limited medical capabilities, there wasn't much of a way to reverse the process.

but hayley heard the commotion from just on the other side of the wall, and, wrapping her cardigan tightly over her form, cracked open the door, met with a chilling wind and the sight of the two. stepping outside and closing it behind her, jaw shaking with shivers, she cleared her throat. ❝brendan, outside is the only rule.❞ she informed the boy with a glance at tommy. ❝he is outside, so he's allowed to smoke here.❞ she she approve of it? no. she liked tommy, he was a decent guy, and though she didn't like the habit, she could expect him to go stand out in knee deep snow when he needed a drag. she had to look at the situation without bias towards the habit, and he was doing just as she'd requested.

[b][i]make your girlfriend mad tight, [color=#4A272E]might seduce your dad type
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*　strawberries & cigarettes　/　open
TOMMY
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02-18-2019, 04:45 PM
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TOMMY DEVITO
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TOMMY DEVITO
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