“You shouldn’t be smoking in the hospital.” “Yeah. I know.” He flicked the cigarette out the window. “I got bored.” “I’d say the shit’ll kill you, but…” “You know better.” He stood from the radiator and walked over to the bed. “Besides, smoking in a room with oxygen is how you blow up a hospital, jackass.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “It’s fine. I turned yours off. You’ll live.” She really wished she had a gun to shoot him with at the moment.
