Usually poisonous and known to cause cancer, it is a chemical,
herb, narcotic, or medicated substance
packed into a cylindrical form that you
light or inhale through smoking paraphernalia.
He pulled a smokey
biscuit from behind his ear and placed it in his mouth. He searched for a lighter.
"Do you need a
light?" she emerged with a lit match. The deliberate inversion of a subtle courtship signal was obvious, but an afterthought to the pang of addiction. Cupping his hands around the flame, he inhaled, deeply. "Thank you, so this is what it feels like to be a chick?"
She
shook the flame from the match and tossed it in the ashtray.
Puffing in silence, their smoke thickened and curled around them
like a wall of indifference. Eventually, she rubbed hers out with the toe of her red stiletto, he stamped out his, and they went back into the club.