Out of sheer desperation. Sunday morning, everything is closed. I have smoked 14 cigarettes and need more… Things aren’t looking up. I’m back on the wagon, back to being a heavy chain smoker. I’m a slave to my Marlboro smokes. But I’m all done; I’ve finished my last pack. I need more. I smoke some butts, then remember I have a few packs of VS 120’s—not the same kick but they’ll have to do x