We met here at school, and you couldn't get enough of me from across the campus and across the room, so you had to befriend me. Always sitting next to me, walking with me, meeting up with me before and in between class to smoke when we can. You love watching me smoke and I love knowing your favorite days are the ones with lots of classes and back to back cigarettes. You are always so helpful carrying my books so I can smoke an extra one while we walk to class, love addicted thing. How many will we smoke today? 1... 3?