Nov 28, 2017
@gh0stdivin3 -- from { here }
A smile lit up Angelo’s face, either because the situation was amusing or maybe something else.
“Oh, I have my secrets. Like you.”
The grin remained, never faltering but rather growing as the other spoke, lit the cigarette, took a drag. Humans were funny, with their short lifespans and desire to shorten them further. Cigarettes kill, but he won’t say that yet.
“Or something,”
he answered sarcastically, playfully, tone light and back straight.
“I’ve been here before. Just came back for a visit. How about you? You have a name? Oh, Angelo, by the way. Me. That’s me.”