Despite how Zen enjoyed bragging about how perfect he was, he was not. Every beautiful man had his own bad side. Zen had a few, an unpleasant upbringing, a few real scares, that whole scandal not so long ago, deaths... there were a lot of unpleasant things in his background. But there was also unpleasant things now.
Zen had promised to quit the terrible habit but having been thrown into a strange city... well he’d accidentally slipped into some unhealthy old habits. One of those was smoking. He glanced around briefly before pulling out the packet and placing the butt between his lips. Though unlike that one sad movie, this was no metaphor.
Lifting a lighter he lit the cigarette before slipping the packet and lighter back into his pocket. Leaning his head against the brick wall, he blew out a long blow of smoke, the tension in his shoulders releasing. It was worth the risk for this brief moment of calm.
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