@mrdiva liked for a starter.
❝Hey,uh,do you have a smoke on you by chance?❞
Violet's tone is gentle,hopeful even. She had run out of smokes earlier that day,and the stupid market down the street from her house had just closed for the evening-right when she got there. It was nearing sunset,the sky was smoggy,casting colors of oranges,yellows and light pink. She didn't normally ask complete strangers for cigarettes,but she was desperate.
❝I hope I'm not bothering you,I don't normally do this sort of thing. You know,stranger danger and all that.❞










