

Slow Burn Cole groans as I light up. "Shit, Damon, you gotta stop smokin'."Slow Burn by ~pirate-waffle
"And why's that?"
"Gonna end up with a grapefruit-sized tumor. I'll stick around to say 'I told you so' when you have to get one of those voice-boxes that make you sound like a robot." He laughs. "Then again, maybe you'd like that."
"Yeah, because I like machines. Har-de-har-har." I roll my eyes as I slowly breathe in that sweet, chemical-laced goodness and let it go in a long sigh. I feel the familiar tingle at the back of my brain and I immediately start to relax. "But really, Cole, you know just as well as I do that I'm far more likely to die of a Grub-induced brain hemor