Sadie decides to relax with a cigarette after a long day. She inhales the smoke deeply between her pouting red lips, exhaling the thick, white smoke slowly as she closes her eyes behind her glasses and exhales.

She speaks of the relaxation of the cigarette and the lingering smell of her vice in her hair, on her clothes, on her skin... in her bed. It reminds her of her sin. She wonders how it would smell to you if you were to just bury your head into her neck and into hair hair as if an embrace with her.

She practices a few tricks as a silly gesture, but...

Sadie decides to relax with a cigarette after a long day. She inhales the smoke deeply between her pouting red lips, exhaling the thick, white smoke slowly as she closes her eyes behind her glasses and exhales.

She speaks of the relaxation of the cigarette and the lingering smell of her vice in her hair, on her clothes, on her skin... in her bed. It reminds her of her sin. She wonders how it would smell to you if you were to just bury your head into her neck and into hair hair as if an embrace with her.

She practices a few tricks as a silly gesture, but ultimately it is just that- silly gestures.

She finishes her relaxing cigarette and wishes you a fond goodbye. Perhaps she shall see you soon?