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West's P. O. V
"You didn't tell me that this would happen you bastard." I spat out at that damned Willy who sat in my living room eating a bag of chips and three bars of chocolates.
"Well, I won't lie, this was not expected to happen but..." His words got cut off by a thick cloud of smoke, blocking his vision.
"You smoke?." Willy asked with a hint of surprise.
"I thought you were a genius, and you couldn't notice?." I replied with my own bit of sass. Right now, I needed to get high, and this was the only way I knew how to forget.
"Am shocked West, I noticed the little signs, but I just concluded that you were rehabilitated or something. Considering the fact that you have lung cancer." Willy asserted.
This boy was making me nervous with these deductions of his.