Bumps shoulder against his brother — " Give me a smoke , will ya ? My pack's empty. "
“ Yeah, yeah. I heard ya the first time. ” Samatoki sighs and streams of smoke pour from his nose as he exhales. Reaching in a loose pocket to pull out his fresh pack of cigarettes bought just a awhile ago, he flicks the lid open with his thumb, and hands it over to his brother.
“ Seems we both can’t kick the habit. ”














