Random Writing #1

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I took one last drag off of the cigarette I’d be puffing on for the past hour and flicked it to the ground. It only took a second for the cherry to die out on the rain soaked concrete.
Me and a cigarette, I really couldn’t think of a better way to spend my nights anymore. Except maybe, me and a blunt.
Robby, don’t you dare think about gettin’ high tonight or I’ll take my shit and leave.Ha. That thought alone made me hungry for drugs.
I kicked the back door open and went back inside. It didn’t matter how many nights or days had passed, I always expected to see her there; sitting at the kitchen table or coming down the stairs. She wouldn’t be smiling at me, getting a smile out of Olivia was next to impossible but she didn’t need to smile. It just wasn’t who she was.