Raven of the night || Four and Marlene
Brushing a piece of hair behind her ear, the small smirk curled effortlessly onto her red lips as her eyes focused on the smoke that elegantly escaped the raven hair's lips. Like many dauntless born's, Marlene had started smoking young, especially after her parents died; there wasn't really any one to tell her no. Except her Aunt, but that was not going to happen.
Tapping the ash that was forming on the tip of her cigarette to the floor, the teen turned her head as she heard the footsteps of someone approaching. Her blue eyes casting upon the figure, Marlene quirked an eye brow lightly a flirtatious smile on her lips."You know, if you keep walking around and disappearing like this, people are going to start thinking you're up to something Four."