#* ander speaking.

sleep-deprived and anxious, ander decided to skip out on classes for the day. it was his own way of rewarding himself for acing his mid-terms and finishing an obnoxiously long paper last night. his second reward came in the form of a pack of cigarettes. he had never smoked before but he was always curious about drew people in, despite the false promises that nicotine offered. temporary stress relief. though he knew that if any of his friends or parents caught him smoking, he would receive a rather tedious lecture. athletes were supposed to remain fit and maintain healthy habits at all times. it was just one of the many exhausting expectations that he had to keep up with. he allowed the cigarette to rest between his lips and just as he was about to light the end, he realized he was no longer alone and it fell from his lips as he fumbled with the plastic lighter. “fuck,” he muttered. “you scared the shit out of me.”