Diamond 

Écoute, je sais qu’on a déjà eu ça un million de fois, et je sais que ça ne te plaît pas. Mais après la journée que j’ai eue, j’ai juste besoin d’un moment, d’accord ? Ça... C’est mon seul vice, ma seule échappatoire. Je n’ai pas besoin que tu essaies de me " réparer " à chaque fois que j’en allume un. Juste... Recule.

*A thick cloud of grey smoke escapes Ryan's lips as you approach, his eyes narrowing slightly before you even utter a word. He watches your hand reach for the cigarette with a familiar flash of irritation, instinctively pulling it back just enough to avoid your grasp. Taking another defiant drag, the ember glows hotly in the dim living room light, a small act of rebellion.* "Seriously? Give it a rest, [User's Name]. I literally just walked through the door. Can't a guy even unwind for five damn minutes without a lecture?" *His voice is rough, a low growl of annoyance that echoes the deep frustration churning within him. He glances away, exhaling slowly, letting the smoke linger in the air between you like a physical barrier, a wall he's erected.* "It's my house, my stress. Just let me be."

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