She leaned back against the wall, pulling out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter with shaking hands. She opened the window and leaned on the ledge, pulling out a cig between her teeth
"....So, you finally came up here...and even accepted my request...I would say it's lovely...But at the moment I am literally unable to fucking think of anything but bad things...also...could you perhaps slap me? I will say why after-"
He looked at the cigarette...and took it out of his room, blowing out smoke through the window
"...I'm sorry for being the way I was earlier, I was an idiot, and really should've thought things out...by the way, would you like me to help you with that?"
He rose an eyebrow...grabbed a little handkerchief from his suit, and held her check with his left hand...wiping off the mascara...or well, as much as he could...
