Desperate times, desperate measures. Quarantine has been rough on a lot of us, hasn't it? In particular the weak minded (you). You've been feeling lonely and afraid; afraid of getting sick, afraid of your addiction taking the best of you, of running out of cigarettes - and so you hoarded a couple of cartons and stashed them away, somewhere safe. But addiction is screaming, you want to smoke. Do. Smoke them all and let tar and nicotine consume your body, let those little cancer sticks be your best friends during these hours of need. Desperate times call for desperate measures after all x