Guilty Pleasures

[Quinn Wiley]

Quinn made sure there was no one in sight when he reached the roof. He was at the door, that he partially opened, his head out to look around. If someone was there, he didn't see them. He dared come out. He almost sighed of relief at this.

Digging through his pockets, he pulled out a cigarette. He managed to snatch one from another student. It was not the student’s wrath that he feared when he’ll discover he was missing one cigarette. He was likely not to notice or figure out it was Quinn who took it. No, he feared Erin. He was certain the girl would somehow know and come behind him to lecture him over the dangers of cigarettes, asking why he was not using the vapor one she offered him. He had a reason, he had no atomizers left for it and little money to pay for some more. He was probably exaggerating. Still, when your ‘friend’ was an invisible girl and she once crept up on you, watching you for a while without you knowing of it, it was reasonable to be a little paranoid.

He felt himself relaxing though as she was not around. Truth be fair, she could still be around. It was not like he’d see her. But he believed he was safe. He pulled out his lighter and lit up his cigarette. He took a long puff out of the cigarette and breathing it out slowly. He was almost sighing as he did that, a mix of relief and pleasure. Too hell with quitting, he needed that. He brought the cigarette back to his lips but stopped in his tracks when he heard a sound. Was that the door? He could swear it was the door closing. Quinn started to look around for a spot to hide. But those were rather limited up here.

TAG: Cora Vikander