He lit the pack of cigarettes on fire and threw it onto the ground as they burned.
August: HEY!
He glares at Kat
"No more cigarettes."
August: What!? Why!?
"It makes your breath stink."
August: Seriously!? You know I can just get more, right!?
"I'm not letting you get anymore."
August glares at Kat
August: You can't stop me. Besides, I am a MUCH better person when I've had them. Trust me, you don't want to see me without it...
"No. More."
He stomped out the flame on the burned as fuck cigarettes
August turns on his heel and starts to walk away quickly
August: Alright then...I'm just...gonna make a quick trip to the drugstore...
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