Today, I killed a man at the cinema. I exhaled softly watching the smoke catch itself on my words. He sits there in his chair. It's a shame it came to this. I guess I didn't have much of a choice. The end of my smoke ignites as I give life to the embers. I exhale softly. The movie continues to play. In honesty if god needed a reason for taking this mans life it was for his taste in movies. A smile escapes my lips at the thought. I pat him on the shoulder, confused he peers behind him and looks at me. I lean in close and reply...
This is the good part. lean back and finish the job. Smoke sticks to the air as I put my cig out in his hair.