Out

So yes, I did just pick a half smoked butt out of the ashtray because sadly, I am out of cigarettes. I face at least seven hours of deprivation yet ahead. The day is not starting too well. Going without nicotine is torturous. No exaggeration. Stone cold FACT. Oh, this just will not do.

This sort of horror could be prevented with one word: Cartons.

Oh, if only I could afford such a lifestyle.